RJ Song ft. Mia Rj & Big Wood Lyrics

She want to fuck the whole crew don't know who richer

Nigga you ain't gang come take this group picture

I'm getting blowed in the whip I'm with two sisters

She like to roll my wood up

She don't do liquor

I don't fuck with niggas cause they all talk

Claiming he a dog but he all bark yea

Leave a nigga brains on the side walk

I'm passing niggas up they had head starts

Never went to class stomach shots get his absent

Josh get to shooting unexpected

He ain't got not sense

Heard brody got a glock we known for taking shit

And I ain't talking d boy but my niggas taking risk

Man my heart cold keep the heat in my coat

I'm the lion the jungle since you think you goat

Hollow hit him up too turn him to a ghost

She got bomb ass pussy it make me fold

Aye tell that nigga roll up

I'm at the coin bout to load up

Im finna get a richy chain and get it froze up

Go nuts

Niggas know I'm bout to go nuts

It ain't showing but you know I got the pole tuck

Yea how you wanna play it we get busy with them glizzys

Right hand on the drac

The other one up on her titty

Fucking on the floor while I'm drinking on the henny

And I'm really in my bag boy shout out my nigga jimmy

Got this bitch whipped like Django

These niggas cap like a kango

My bitch do designer I see yo bitch wear rainbow

Chop sound like thunder

Give yo dumb ass a halo

Aye I had to cut these niggas off cause they was penny pinching

Never worried about a hoe cause I get plenty bitches

I'm with my brothers I can't be around just any nigga

I'm from the six and you can see it up in every picture

Yes and if I'm lying then I'm flying

These niggas want me dead but these niggas steady dying

I can't listen to these niggas

Ain't no facts

They just be lying

Feeling like rondo all my niggas tote the nine

Still the same nigga drink my juice when the noodles gone

Still the same nigga making plays with my dickies on

Choppa slamming on a nigga I talking Bron

This glocky straight a nigga up if he get out of line

Flip a nigga whip and tell his mans that we did it

If you book me for a show then the 40 coming with me

Slide down his block and get to shooting through his kitchen

He think a nigga rap I won't get busy

Fuck you thinking

Why you capping to that bitch you know I'm still gone fuck

Niggas really ain't solid they be hard to trust

Chilling in the coup but the clip long as a bus

With the rocket I'll really let it bang like russ

Crud loud as hell shit hit my chest in a hutch

Ion just be rapping this my real life

Feel like john madden I can tell you what the feild like

Shot him through the peep hole chop got like field lights