letra de long nights - rio da yung og
[intro]
marc boomin, we miss you
what up, marc boomin? man
undefined
long nights in the trap
it’s rio
boys in this b-tch, n-gga, free big hero
[verse]
get in the booth and talk sh-t, i don’t write hooks
man, i been through so much sh-t, i can write books
i got ten on the floor tonight, how your night look?
hit him with a left and then i shot him with the right hook
i’m with louie ’round stockton, right by cook
fed up ’cause n-ggas really jeffin’, i feel like brooks
i ain’t arguin’ with no ugly b-tch that act how she look
wipe the back of your neck and tell me how the towel look
you lil’ bum b-tch
don’t call me talkin’ ’bout no work, bro, that’s some dumb sh-t
i don’t care who get it, boy, i’m squeezing ’til the gun cl!ck
in france, put my lips on act’ bottles, call that tongue kissing
i’m finna pour a six of acky in a sunkist
you can drink act’ with any pop because it’s scrumptious
i was kicking footb-lls in the park as a young kid
then my uncle tossed a ball of dope and said, “punt this”
i’m tired of f-cking with these hoes, i need a woman
i feel like peezy, stack fifty, now i need a hundred
oh, you tryna buy the pills from me? i need a hundred
the ar got three extra clips and a drumkit
marc boomin on the beat, you heard them drums kick
shot him in his back with a four-five, he did a front flip
i can cut the air with this new runtz before the blunt get lit
my black b-tch just cut her hair, now she look like my cousin
i be grinding all week ’cause i want this sh-t
my brother tryna buy some work ’cause he been hustlin’
listen, bro, i cut this sh-t too much, you don’t want this sh-t
he still bought it ’cause he had a play in flushing
take your time, when you cook the dope, you can’t be rushing
one day i left it in the rex and almost busted
but i ain’t work my wrist in years, i’m kind of rusty
i ain’t really pressed about these hoes, i know i’m kinda ugly
i heard your ep, you was talkin’ ’bout a lot of nothing
i ain’t scared of sh-t, my biggest fear is the condom busting
i got into it with my granny ’cause i shot my uncle
i’m finna count some dogsh-t, let me pop my knuckles
still sellin’ weed, i ain’t mad, i don’t knock hustles
but i was talkin’ big sh-t and made a lot of money
i know she got -ss shots, she got an awkward booty
unc sniffin’ c0ke and sellin’ dope, told him not on duty
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