Practice - Rio Da Yung Og: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

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Practice fue lanzado el 13 de noviembre de 2020 por #Boyz Entertainment LLC como parte del álbum Accidental Shit Talkin

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumAccidental Shit Talkin

Fecha de lanzamiento13 de noviembre de 2020

Sello discográfico#Boyz Entertainment LLC

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM99

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Rio Da Yung OG

Voces

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough

Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Wayne616

Producción

Letra

[Intro]

(It's a Wayne beat)

Twenty racks cash, a pint of, alright

[Instrumental]

Yeah, Ghetto Boyz shit, ****

[Verse 1]

Twenty racks cash, a pint of glass, and a K on me

Told kid dog should just claim KrispyLife, I put a K on him

Put a lot of ice in the cup, pour an eight on it

Drinkin' fours of Wock' every day, puttin' weight on me

Oh, we was talkin' 'bout a gun? Mine stay on me

Last year I told my Cali bitch I'm comin' west, she still waitin' on me

Treat they block like a blank canvas, I'ma paint on it

I thought you poured a deuce in here, why I don't taste nothin'?

Million dollars cash, any less is unacceptable

Tryna fuck, but she text back too fast, kinda skeptical

If I had a life jacket and you was drownin', I wouldn't rescue you

Walk up on a random bitch, I wanna have sex with you

Look, bitch, if you ain't tryna book a show, I ain't textin' you

Bitch, I know you fucked Ray, I ain't question you

I wanna buy a pint, a eight, a six, and an extra two

Oh, your brother from the Regencys, I can't mess with you

I'm in a trash bag, man, y'all **** in a store bag

Seen Mike with a half a 'bow and bought the whole bag

I feel like Joe, I got a bunch of hoes like 4sho Mag

Can't believe Michael kids sold the drank, man, I'm so mad

I just left out ****' hood, I'm finna go back

****, you wasn't really in the hood, that's a throwback

I'm always the first to start shootin', I don't blow back

I know I got two pints of Wock', where some more at?

I just cut into Jasmine, where Simone at?

I be walkin' up on random hoes like, "Where your phone at?"

Seen Lil D drop thirty shots where the store at

Me and Lil E drunk forty pops, why we so fat

You only got thirty-five hundred for a verse, I don't want that

Oh, you ain't get your weed from A1? I can't smoke that

Last **** parked his shoes here got a toetag

Fuck around and bought an eight of cut, drunk two deuces, took a four back

In a **** hood, down south sellin' dope sacks

Askin' all the bad ratchet hoes where the store at

Alright, I already fucked Cakes, where Moe at?

Fuck around and wake a bitch up like, "Where your clothes at?"

Your **** wear court jeans, I don't even wear Amiri

**** wearin' lab diamonds, lookin' so silly

I don't carry four-fives no more, only ten millis

Had twenty hoes, left 'em all, only ten miss me

Oh, the **** actin' freaky? FN kiss him

Tongue kiss, got a drum kit, that's a big fifty

Today, I'm blessin', buy a drumstick and get six biscuits

Young bitch asked a dumb question, I dismissed her

Bum bitch with some small Uggs and some big Miss Mes

The life I live, should've been with Kidd, 'cause my fit crispy

Just sold dog a cut line of red for like six-fifty

Hundred Percocets, takin' forty, I'ma flip sixty

[Outro]

Ghetto Boyz shit, ****, you know what the fuck goin' on

I ain't even mean to do this song for real

This was a mistake

Yeah

Written by: Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough

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