[Lil Pio]
Hey muh fuckas
Haha yea im so high rightnow
Them niggas on that stage were they get jealose of the pizzy
They is jelly
Once said and one told nuff said that nigga ice cold
Real nigga real bitches fake ass nigga who knows what its is
Got the upgrade in my attention
Niggas still hatin on me so i give them somthin to hate
No im the muh fuckin champ
Im glidin through the air
Ima cut through the wind
Im gonna be like a seaturtle in the fucking water
He flappin that flipper
Just like jack ripper
Aww damn I can feel the brees everywhere
Even in my hair
Glidin in the air muh fuckas
I got big pio the one who created the one and only pizzy
Got that jet set and ready we got the call
Nigga now we juss ball
[Jason D. Morris/PioZon]
It’s the air glider, rocking 22’s from 90’s
Astro flow got a motherfucka icy
Most played man on Jet Set Radio
You don’t want to match my grind ratio
I’m a zero; stuck in a half pipe habitat
A mix between a paraglider and an acrobat
Plan B is my element; don’t test shit
This birdhouse is mad, you don’t wanna commit
Big Pio going mad, home is an Alien Workshop
The blind can shove it to the pop with a quick stop
Rap’s Bob Burnquist stays steady providing
Air out the dust, me and my boy stay steady gliding
[Kevin Fernald/Algernon]
Gliding on it cold on my ice flow
Riding on it smooth like an ice floe
You ain’t got no light homie you don’t glow
A yes man brain because you don’t know
Tell me about your grind is it choppy shit
Style is arrested you ain’t copping shit
My lines are unbeatable so fuck your blitz
I’m getting all this cheddar you ain’t on a Ritz
Sliding on the track like an icy train
Bars smooth like ice you’re against the grain
Chain getting heavy from that icy bling
Such a lame you couldn’t glide with 1000 wings
Hey muh fuckas
Haha yea im so high rightnow
Them niggas on that stage were they get jealose of the pizzy
They is jelly
Once said and one told nuff said that nigga ice cold
Real nigga real bitches fake ass nigga who knows what its is
Got the upgrade in my attention
Niggas still hatin on me so i give them somthin to hate
No im the muh fuckin champ
Im glidin through the air
Ima cut through the wind
Im gonna be like a seaturtle in the fucking water
He flappin that flipper
Just like jack ripper
Aww damn I can feel the brees everywhere
Even in my hair
Glidin in the air muh fuckas
I got big pio the one who created the one and only pizzy
Got that jet set and ready we got the call
Nigga now we juss ball
[Jason D. Morris/PioZon]
It’s the air glider, rocking 22’s from 90’s
Astro flow got a motherfucka icy
Most played man on Jet Set Radio
You don’t want to match my grind ratio
I’m a zero; stuck in a half pipe habitat
A mix between a paraglider and an acrobat
Plan B is my element; don’t test shit
This birdhouse is mad, you don’t wanna commit
Big Pio going mad, home is an Alien Workshop
The blind can shove it to the pop with a quick stop
Rap’s Bob Burnquist stays steady providing
Air out the dust, me and my boy stay steady gliding
[Kevin Fernald/Algernon]
Gliding on it cold on my ice flow
Riding on it smooth like an ice floe
You ain’t got no light homie you don’t glow
A yes man brain because you don’t know
Tell me about your grind is it choppy shit
Style is arrested you ain’t copping shit
My lines are unbeatable so fuck your blitz
I’m getting all this cheddar you ain’t on a Ritz
Sliding on the track like an icy train
Bars smooth like ice you’re against the grain
Chain getting heavy from that icy bling
Such a lame you couldn’t glide with 1000 wings
( Lil pio )
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