
CAROL OF THE SHELLS ft. RioTheMenace Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
We almost at the 25th
D on his 4th oz, that nigga smoking 20 5ths
10 bitches in the room, Rio counted 20 tits
Or maybe 18 cause Emily wear silicone
You talking confident for someone who was never on
Have her learning new shit, cause now she's hooping with the pros
Warning shot make him stand up, these are not jokes
Gut shot make him sit down, legs pins and needles
That's not me that's with the heater
I'm the rapper, he the demon
I'm the king, he the beacon
I'm the pastor, he the deacon
He gon move without a reason
If I tell him move
Automatically, he's in agreement
So I know I gotta keep him
Nigga free him
It's the season of giving, why don't y'all give me back my nigga
One night with the gang, turn a angel to a sinner
It's no wonder that her man don't want a girls night out
Christmas tree before bed, we gon knock his light out
The way she sliding on the balls, it got her wet, wipe out
She could use both hands like she calling time out
What's the time tho?
Call her soprano, she hit the high notes
Vamanos, I'm off the bottle
Don't call the 5-0
Represado, I'm seeing Shiloh
Wild, I'm going psycho, we brothers by code
Side note, I'm the best that's in the game
I wouldn't lie, no
God damn it, I wouldn't lie, no
Damn, uh
He ain't lying tho
With my niggas, if we go he go, we ride or die bros
Why that girl keep acting like my bitch, she ain't mine tho
Side note, it's a couple ones I left behind tho
Fuck, but you know I had to do it
Niggas trippin, send a bullet never missing, I be shooting
Going toe to toe, my niggas stay on go, we never losing
See you with your bitch, I look into her eyes and see she choosing
My bad, that's that charm of the lightskin
When you got it how I got it, boy there ain't no point in fighting
But don't get it twisted, I'm still boxing niggas cause I like it
Let me tell you about this time the other week, man I'm excited
I don't usually be dissing, so let's take this on the whim
Pussy niggas talking shit and he got slapped up out the gym
Man that nigga weak as fuck I don't know why he think he him
Had to put him in his place, he lucky I ain't wear my timbs
Cause bitch I'm never defeated, never been even, only winning
Niggas never believed it till they see the bullets was spinning
I got the flow and the lyrics, I promise that nothing missing
We will flash off on your block with all the lights like Merry Christmas
Main bitch tweaking, cut her off, I'm tired of waiting
Hit the plug and we meeting, we sorting out our arrangements
Fuck, if he talking crazy, get to flaming
My nigga still little, but he gon shoot like Calvin Cambridge