Not Again - Rio Da Yung Og: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Not Again

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Not Again was released on July 9, 2019 by #Boyz Entertainment LLC as a part of the album Testers, Pt. 2

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OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Rio Da Yung OG

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Daniel Ray Robinson

Daniel Ray Robinson

Songwriter

Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough

Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

BEATSBYSAV

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

(Ooh, SAV killed it)

[Verse 1]

Man, this shit get deeper than the Devils Lake

In the newest 'Vette, I stumped the pedal 'til the metal break

**** chain full of VS1s, but the medal fake

I'm finna drink a whole pint, that's how I meditate

Throw a party on a opp block, we call that celebratin'

**** shootin' .22 chops, they barely penetratin'

**** play with me, he gon' get the key to Heaven's gates

Two phones ringin' back to back like I'm Kevin Gates

I got some dogs from Louisiana

And my juice plug keep gettin' act, I think he from Dallas

**** run up on me trippin', he gon' need a casket

Fuck around and run into a Drake like he be in Canada

Shit gettin' out of hand, I'ma need a manager

Thirty clip pokin', can't conceal it, I'ma need a stander

Put my son in bed in a pair of Louis V pyjamas

I used to sleep on dirty floors, now I sleep in phantoms

Wake up on Miami Beach, all I see is sand

Take a look out my kitchen window, all I see is land

It only been thirty minutes, I made three more bands

Too much paper, I can't even blow it, I'ma need a fan

I can't even count it, I need three more hands

I was 'bout to up the strap on dog, but he might be a fan

Fifty grands, it kinda pale, it's gon' need a tan, man

The AR got titties on it, it's gon' need a bra

I just put a pint together, it's gon' need some panties

Had to call my ****, double up, I know he gon' wrap it

'Bout to sell it to my country ****, you know Rio gon' tax him

Whole time, I'm in the backseat, I'm prayin' he don't crack it

Drinkin' Hi-Tech, pop red as a Dorito wrapper

Deal off if the seal off, bro, you can keep your achy

Yes, I turned the pint down just 'cause a piece of plastic

I don't want it if it ain't sealed

I'll turn that feature money down if you ain't real

Pull my Glock out, empty your pockets, ****, stay still

I'm finna sell a hunnid roxies, but they ain't pills

Yeah, they pressed up

Only sold my **** two lines, I poured the rest up

Told you I'ma take your head off, boy, put that vest up

Right now the ball in my position, ****, check up

Written by: Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough

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