Lyrics Rio Da Yung OG, RMC Mike & GrindHard E – Hate To Leave

Hate To Leave Lyrics – Rio Da Yung OG, RMC Mike & GrindHard E

Singer: Rio Da Yung OG, RMC Mike & GrindHard E
Title: Hate To Leave

b#tch
This drank in my cup cost more than your mortgage
Draco, that’s my bae, but i’m in love with shootin’ 40s
How the f#ck is you a pimp and you make love doin’ orgies?

I done took twelve shots in the club, now i’m h#rn#
b#tch make that #ss clap and throw it back ’cause i’m important
Unc’ mad as hell ’cause i done took some packs out his order
Used to sell it raw, but i done made some racks off the water

If my b#tch make it back with that pack, i won’t charge her
Mclaren got three hundred on the dash, n#gg#, what’s a hemi?
Lil’ b#tch tried to make me mad, i done upped a fifty
Made two hundred racks off spеakin’ facts 〈.?.〉

It be a lot of p#ss# sh#t goin’ on around, but i love my city
Flint town, 810 sh#t, we got choppеrs heavy
White boy done threw thirty pointers in the chocolate presi’
Gen5 glock out the box came optic-ready

Brain matter on the dashboard look like a pot of spaghetti
You could make fifty racks off an ounce of fetty
I just cut a n#gg# drank with an ounce of petty
Who tryna go to war with me? i think my chopper ready

Ran out of drank and percocets, called doctor eric
b#tch, your baby daddy still can’t f#ck with me
Everybody can get shot if it’s up to me
Used to sell zips of hard, prayin’ i’d touch a b

Now i might wake up tomorrow mornin’ and drop bumblebee
I got four thousand for a pint, who got morton grove?
You could f#ck my b#tch and 〈.?.〉 my sons, just don’t touch the stove
Twenty-one hundred for a f#ckin’ coat

I been gettin’ so much money, what the f#ck is broke?
Quali’, morton, hi-tech, act’, and tris, i done drunk it all
I used to pour my lean up in pops, now i drink it raw
Used to f#ck with the dog, now we f#ck with dogs

We don’t talk on the phone no more when it’s work involved
They pull me over, they gon’ have to come and search with the dogs
My b#tch stopped bringin’ her friends around ’cause i f#cked ’em all
My fiend went in debt, i told him he could come work it off

Plr, fn, and glocks, we done shot ’em all
When i was f#ckin’ with the yay, used to leave it raw
Bad b#tch cuban-puerto rican, i had to f#ck her raw
How the f#ck my n#gg# get indicted? he never served a log

Now he in the fed library learnin’ all the laws
Seven guns in this vehicle, please do not approach it
Girly #ss fake, but it move with a lot of motion
Pmk kennels, 〈.?.〉 got gucci collar on her

She still let me f#ck after the club, threw a dollar on her
Voss water washin’ down my percs, yeah, i’m bougie now
Honey pack in a patrón bottle bring coochie out
Fat n#gg#, but i could still beat your b#tch doonies down

I’m quiet, too, watch me turn up when it’s juice around
Damn, do that make me a fiend?
Had to stop drinkin’ odell, that sh#t made me mean
Rub my nut in my b#tch face like it’s maybelline

Your drank cut, bro got some sh#t that’ll make it clean
Fetty wap can turn a half an ounce to eighty g’s
Cold-hearted n#gg#, b#tch, my heart only eight degrees
Whipped out an ar with monkey nuts and dropped eighty-three

Silencer on the fn quieter than a baby sneeze
Why your nose keep runnin’? you hit powder, don’t you?
Was f#ckin’ hoes in the livin’ room ’til the couch was broken
Head weak, you be suckin’ dick for two hours, don’t you?

Oh, you a stripper? i’ll hit the day shift and shower on you
When granny take her teeth out, she give the best head
I got a fresh tray of ice cubes, i need some meth heads
f#ck some akorn, the glass hi-tech the best red

Half of my opps in a wheelchair and the rest dead
Went on a lick, sh#t went bold, he got left for dead
My opps either d-e-a-d or on a deathbed
Rap b#tch keep textin’ me, she got left on read

I heard you sleep on a blow-up mattress, you need a better bed
Seen two or three of my people od, i stopped takin’ beans
Watched a n#gg# get killed over a sale, i stopped takin’ fiends
When a b#tch get around me, she just hate to leave

I heard you need a j-o-b, come rake my leaves
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