Bars (feat. Rio Da Yung Og)

(Johnny Turn It Up) Smoking Pluto and shit, nigga you know what I'm saying? I feel like I'm up there for real (you know what I'm saying?) Yeah, yeah This young nigga dangerous Bitch wanna fuck 'cause she know Big Moochie Grape famous I'm still the same nigga, can't nothing ever change us All the real niggas gone, I'm the last one remaining (last one) Beast mode, bitch, can't no nigga tame us (beast mode) Broke ass nigga, go get you some manners (broke ass) Come to East Haiti, we slanging and banging (east Haiti) Chasing that bag cause a young nigga angry (yes sir) Welcome to murder school, I do the training (yes sir) Got me some racks, now I'm acting the angest (whoo) White and rose gold, I ain't rocking no stainless (bankrolls) Young nigga with me, he'll leave your ass brainless (brrr) Call me a hundred, feel like I'm Wood Chamer Real street nigga, just doing the strangest Shouts out to K, got a lil' nigga flaming All the real niggas gone, I'm the last one remaining Since I've been in this shit, ran through a million dollars Really been popping my shit, you can tell that I'm lit and I ain't even got me a million followers Ever since I was a jit, I've been with the shit, you can tell that a young nigga been a problem Then I went got on my shit and I went and got rich, lil nigga, lil baby I'm not a scholar (yeah) Balling up in LA, championship ring on like I'm Rick Fox (rick Fox) Got on like 350 up in jewels, bitch I got big rocks (yes sir) Gave my lil' nigga about 20k, I bet he get dropped And fuck your plug, I'm fucking with some niggas who got big crops (big crops) (Ooh, is that Kelton?) What up, Scab Ghetto boyz shit nigga Mmm I got no love for a fake nigga I got four guns on my waist nigga Nigga took a cap full of activist, it taste different Dumb as fuck, riding with a gun and got a case pending It sold a pound of Runtz with a Q piece, shake in it How the fuck is he the Yung OG? My face different Before I buy a cake, I tell my fiend smash his face in it Before I buy an eight, I sip it raw, that's taste testing Switch on the Glock, that's eight seconds My bitch on the clock, mad as fuck 'cause I ain't text her Boy I swear to god the drank clean, I ain't stretching Could've been signed a major record deal but I ain't press it Who you know made 200 by they self nigga? Who you know buy louis shoes without the belt nigga? I done tried this shit too many times, I can't help niggas How the fuck them niggas looking for me? I'm on Welch with it I'm fucked up might buy a Glock and get the flicking at myself with it Might buy a red camera to take pictures of myself with it Still amaze me, I be having to listen to myself tripping When a bitch took her pants off, I kind of smelled it I'm by myself, I might buy a two liter and pour 12 I got a real plug, if you buy enough he throwing a scale with it If you see me with my double cup don't bother me What the fuck is a Hellcat? It's just a car to me Ran up a lot of green shit selling collard greens FN57 green tips, it's hard to breathe Was finna walk out on the drink but it be hard to leave Rude as hell, just walk past a bitch, ain't say pardon me Baby I can't put the lean down it's a part of me Don't get too deep in that water, my sharks will eat Numb as hell, I ain't got no feelings my heart don't beat AK, make your car stop, don't start with me (yes, sir) Yes, sir