Peezy - Rio Flow lyrics

[Intro] Tsk, tsk (Ooh, Sav killed it) Ghetto Boyz sh*t MCD, Wavy Gang, Iced Up Records sh*t Yeah, Yeah Millionaires, yeah Really mean that sh*t Yeah [Verse] I got rich on a accident ni**a, I hit your b*tch on a accident Snuck a four-nickel in the club, who you scrapping with? Two hundred K in all twenties look immaculate Had to leave the scene for two years, now I'm back again Yeah, did you miss me, ho? White tee on, Nike joggers, I'm crispy, though Had to tell my b*tch to quit calling, I'm with my ho Yeah, I like bad b*tches only Paid fifty for it and I ain't set the time on the Rollie Ten years ago I had a box Chevy, mе and Soda Fast forward, now I'm sliding up the mall in a Rover Drop a eight in a twеnty-four, call it Kobe I'll drop your pussy-ass broad day, you run up on me Had to bring my ni**as with me to the top 'cause it's lonely fu*k nah, we don't got the same watch 'cause mines ain't phony Last spot I hit was Golden Sun with the safe on me New bust down rose gold Patek cost eight Rollies I just sent a b*tch to Miami for a makeover b*tch, it's Ghetto Boyz E-N-T, we finna take over I got real pape coming in, I gotta stay focused Brodie owe me a body, ni**a, I ain't gotta pay for it Baby say she want a new Chanel, told her wait for it Better run that sh*t on somebody else, b*tch, I ain't going Diamond link cost fifty and you ain't know it The sh*t I'm rocking out your tax bracket, you a lil' boy Better take your hands out your pocket, I'm a lil' noided Catch a body, take the sh*t to trial, I got a good lawyer Gucci loafs on with the slacks, tryna look cordial Thirty K in twenties in my pants, made it this morning I get money sitting on my ass, b*tch, I been doing it I ain't finna beef on Instagram, man, that sh*t corny Wanna run you up some pape, ni**a? Hang with me Just made a hundred K, sh*t, I'm buying me a chain this week I don't talk down on ni**as, that's lame to me They caught you with a brick, how you out? that's strange to me You can take me out the hood, that ain't changing me Thirty pointers in my new link, it's the chain for me Fell in love with the Hi-Tech, it's the drank for me Man, ni**as ain't tryna get rich, stay away from me