[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Mhm
What you doin', bro?
You say we workin'? Alright, me too, nigga
Tell these folks how we, alright
Yeah, Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
[Chorus: Rawood]
One 'bows cost the boy ten thousand
Two G's, one flip, peel off and I'm smilin'
They tryna bite my style, tryna be me, but I doubt it
Open up the bag, you can really smell the power
I'm workin', I don't get paid by the hour
She worthless if she don't give brain within an hour
I'm hurtin' if I don't make a G by tonight
I been grindin' all my life, I gotta get it right
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Okay, ayy, I gotta get it right
Thirty-seven thousand on me pros, I might trip tonight
Got a [?], I get 'bows for a pretty price
VVS diamonds F color, I got different ice
Two G's, one flip when I'm sellin' zaz'
I got .223s, four-nicks, and even lamb eyes
Fuck around and set some shit ablaze when that fin fire
Last nigga tried Da Yung OG got shot ten times
Bitch, I'm workin'
I been sippin' Wocky straight today, so I'm swervin'
If you see me in the hood, then I was probably servin'
You can't get away when I spray, this a thirty
Scratchin' like I'm dirty, but I'm not, bae, that's a Perky
I'm a dopehead, I been drinkin' lean since Thursday
Wocky got me noddin', that's just showin' me it's workin'
Nigga ran off with a zip, was it worth it?
Probably not, 'cause I'ma get him dropped, I ain't gon' hurt him
[Chorus: Rawood]
One 'bows cost the boy ten thousand
Two G's, one flip, peel off and I'm smilin'
They tryna bite my style, tryna be me, but I doubt it
Open up the bag, you can really smell the power
I'm workin', I don't get paid by the hour
She worthless if she don't give brain within an hour
I'm hurtin' if I don't make a G by tonight
I been grindin' all my life, I gotta get it right
[Verse 2: Rawood]
Spent a bag on Rodeo, really like how my day goin'
I'm finna hit the Cookie store and post it up on Melrose
Swear to God they all mad 'cause I sell dope
Smokin' [?] piece of weed went in my damn throat
Swear to God this shit'll make me wanna throw up
I was broke, but now I glowed up
I just bought a bag of Runtz, now I'm a fuckin' pro up
And all the money in the world is what I'm chasin' after
We was runnin' from them jakes, I had to shake the captain
M3 performance tester with the autopilot
Had to mash out
I damn near blew the dash out
Stole your bitch and I straight blew her back out
Backpack boys, tiramisu
Smokin' a 'Wood on my way to Malibu
Now I'm on the ocean eatin' wagyu at Nobu
And he beggin' for a front, my baby, don't nobody know you
[Chorus: Rawood]
One 'bows cost the boy ten thousand
Two G's, one flip, peel off and I'm smilin'
They tryna bite my style, tryna be me, but I doubt it
Open up the bag, you can really smell the power
I'm workin', I don't get paid by the hour
She worthless if she don't give brain within an hour
I'm hurtin' if I don't make a G by tonight
I been grindin' all my life, I gotta get it right
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Mhm
What you doin', bro?
You say we workin'? Alright, me too, nigga
Tell these folks how we, alright
Yeah, Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
[Chorus: Rawood]
One 'bows cost the boy ten thousand
Two G's, one flip, peel off and I'm smilin'
They tryna bite my style, tryna be me, but I doubt it
Open up the bag, you can really smell the power
I'm workin', I don't get paid by the hour
She worthless if she don't give brain within an hour
I'm hurtin' if I don't make a G by tonight
I been grindin' all my life, I gotta get it right
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Okay, ayy, I gotta get it right
Thirty-seven thousand on me pros, I might trip tonight
Got a [?], I get 'bows for a pretty price
VVS diamonds F color, I got different ice
Two G's, one flip when I'm sellin' zaz'
I got .223s, four-nicks, and even lamb eyes
Fuck around and set some shit ablaze when that fin fire
Last nigga tried Da Yung OG got shot ten times
Bitch, I'm workin'
I been sippin' Wocky straight today, so I'm swervin'
If you see me in the hood, then I was probably servin'
You can't get away when I spray, this a thirty
Scratchin' like I'm dirty, but I'm not, bae, that's a Perky
I'm a dopehead, I been drinkin' lean since Thursday
Wocky got me noddin', that's just showin' me it's workin'
Nigga ran off with a zip, was it worth it?
Probably not, 'cause I'ma get him dropped, I ain't gon' hurt him
[Chorus: Rawood]
One 'bows cost the boy ten thousand
Two G's, one flip, peel off and I'm smilin'
They tryna bite my style, tryna be me, but I doubt it
Open up the bag, you can really smell the power
I'm workin', I don't get paid by the hour
She worthless if she don't give brain within an hour
I'm hurtin' if I don't make a G by tonight
I been grindin' all my life, I gotta get it right
[Verse 2: Rawood]
Spent a bag on Rodeo, really like how my day goin'
I'm finna hit the Cookie store and post it up on Melrose
Swear to God they all mad 'cause I sell dope
Smokin' [?] piece of weed went in my damn throat
Swear to God this shit'll make me wanna throw up
I was broke, but now I glowed up
I just bought a bag of Runtz, now I'm a fuckin' pro up
And all the money in the world is what I'm chasin' after
We was runnin' from them jakes, I had to shake the captain
M3 performance tester with the autopilot
Had to mash out
I damn near blew the dash out
Stole your bitch and I straight blew her back out
Backpack boys, tiramisu
Smokin' a 'Wood on my way to Malibu
Now I'm on the ocean eatin' wagyu at Nobu
And he beggin' for a front, my baby, don't nobody know you
[Chorus: Rawood]
One 'bows cost the boy ten thousand
Two G's, one flip, peel off and I'm smilin'
They tryna bite my style, tryna be me, but I doubt it
Open up the bag, you can really smell the power
I'm workin', I don't get paid by the hour
She worthless if she don't give brain within an hour
I'm hurtin' if I don't make a G by tonight
I been grindin' all my life, I gotta get it right
( Rawood )
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