Río - SHELLS (feat. DON4) Lyrics

I'm rocking all black, it's my niche
Bitch I want war, not no peace
I'm runnin' through bands just spent a little ticket on fleece
Not talkin' cash than its steep, that bitch want a bag
I ain't but it, now she sad

Lil' bitch, don't care if you mad
I got goons
I get yo ass tagged
What's your set, nigga throw up your flag

I'm buyin' on cash, not payin' no lease
This bitch on my phone, she showin' her cheeks
I'm poppin' a molly and she want a piece
She taking no chaser, this lil' bitch is geeked (F*ck)

These niggas talk crazy, but I got a gun
Just like Nike, I just do it for fun
Shot in the air, his pussy ass ran
I'm f*ckin' your hoe, I'm f*ckin' her friend

I'm up lock these racks up, I feel like the man
Rick on my jeans and they cost a band
I flew that bitch out, now she got a tan
That bitch is a slut, get dirty like Dan

That nigga said don't, she already looked
She f*ck with the gang, she already took
I'm clutchin' a pole, I got 'em all shook
I'm making a play, I'm makin' a move

She say I'm her man, bitch I'm not your dude
I'm posted with Can, and he's rockin' RHUDE
Get in my bag, the bitch in her mood
This bitch gettin' naked, this bitch gettin' nude

I'll ride down your block, lil' nigga, get you screwed
Niggas talk crazy but don't want to fued'

I like all my hunnids, to comin' in blue
She down for the team, why she f*ckin' the crew
That is not my homie, who the f*ck is you
If I am not high then it's easy to f*ck up my mood
(RI, RI, RI)
DLAV, What she tryna' do
She knows how I get, she knows how I is
Buss that shit on her lips, I ain't tryna' have kids

In the kitchen, I'm a scientist, like my name Sid
You niggas not buyin' this, can't touch the fit
Aint f*ckin' with us, this shit to damn solid
You bitches in love why the f*ck would I bother
Addicted to green, I'ma scratch for a dollar
Exotic the runtz', I'ma smoke like a rasta
He hiding his funds, that lil' bitch not a baller'

I just made yo' hoe addicted
Told her "Don't Look", that bitch don't listen
F*cked her once, not she cleaning my kitchen

She knows I'm big D-boy okay (Type shit)
I'm the type to buss his brain okay
You the type to scare the hoes away
I made her to wet this shit like a lake

5, 9, 4, 7, cant f*ck f*ck with the fake
(22, 22, 22, 22)