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Yeroc - High on Los Rios Lyrics



Yeroc - High on Los Rios Lyrics
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Big big diamonds they be all on my neck
Big big Watch Thats a audimar piguet
Nigga wanna off me cause I'm next
Lawyer want to call me I can't even text

Old bitch acting like she entitled
Singing on the dick like American Idol
Cancel my subscription I don't f*ck with tidal
Ar15 that's a real big rifle
Nigga was my main man I hated he folded
I can rap on any beat you know I chose it
No we ain't sleep hell naw we devoted
I don't even rap on this shit I float it
When the liquor in me I go ballistic
Pack coming in me and Bandz just flipped it
Weird niggas mad cause the way I be living
I'm related to 2 chainz bitch I'm different
My boy tried to slime me
The opps know where to find me
My momma told me these niggas be grimey
Fell asleep then woke up and the stars were aligning
I got a nice watch on still come in late
I was running from 12 got my ass in shape
Nigga ain't taking shit off my plate
I was selling grams since I was 16
My jaw be clenching when i'm off that bean
I'm an outcast but I'm still fresh and clean
Kick the cup I'm done with that lean
Kick the bitch out if she wasting my time
Might put her on tape she press rewind
These niggas rats they been chasing crime
She like cream pies ain't talking key lime
I think she gone f*ck she showing me signs
Im gon quit rap when I run out of rhymes
Imma bear in that pussy ain't talking Chicago
I rap with no cap my name aint rylo
Just got high as f*ck driving on Shiloh
Get hit with this point they call it a hollow
These niggas they faking fugazi and phony
Imma get rich as f*ck they gon try to clone me
Ain't signing no deal can't nobody own me
I told my bro if he need anything just phone me
I feel like I'm the greatest
Drop top coupe Music loud with yo lady
I fly her out then u f*ck then I ask her where she staying?
Got this nigga scared man I hope this nigga praying
His music ain't bumping why the f*ck this nigga famous
Imma be the hardest nigga out no doubt
I don't do this shit with gimmicks or clout
I keep that pole on me so you know I from the south
I heard his whole squad fraud and that shit word of mouth
I'm a real nigga from head to toe
That nigga lying he ain't serve no bows
Got expensive weed and I got shit for the low
They be on my ig like this nigga finna blow
He blew up with a gimmick I can't respect that
He said he bouta try me we had to x that
How the f*ck he gang banging he ain't even got a set
It's normal to a nigga I don't even gotta flex
Im a young ass nigga with a big bankroll
His friends saw the beam and they all had froze
My hoes be laughing at em cause these niggas be some jokes
Put my shades on I don't need black locs
I feel like I'm the greatest
Drop top coupe Music loud with yo lady
I fly her out then u f*ck then I ask her where she staying?
Got this nigga scared man I hope this nigga praying
His music ain't bumping why the f*ck this nigga famous
Imma be the hardest nigga out no doubt
I don't do this shit with gimmicks or clout
I keep that pole on me so you know I from the south
I heard his whole squad fraud and that shit word of mouth
Yo bitch got that water she gon let me swim
Ball out the muthaf*ckin gym
These racks in my pocket I walk with a limp
I got all these hoes I feel like a pimp
Can't f*ck with you heard your blunts be skimp
I was up early just trappin for meals
F*ckin with NTL you gon get killed
Do you got a scale? Weigh that ounce
Cheat on my bitch when I'm out of town
I'm in the game and you out of bounds
She know after I nut it's time to bounce
I f*ck so many hoes that I lost count
You get one night with yeroc how does that sound?
Only reason you it is cause you a clown
She suck when I'm up and leave when I'm down
Run in yo trap we having a field day
Y'all can hate but bitch I'm still paid
Go get the load and hit the freeway
So much pussy she f*ckin the dj
And I can't stop bitch never
She think I'm in love who gon tell her?
I work with the pole I'm not a welder
Tell lil bro respect yo elders
Imma beat yo that pussy like I can't stand cats
I'm bouta buss bitch stand back
She threw it back I ran that
He acting hard til he get wacked
Niggas was spoon fed for they whole life
He a bitch he won't fight
Imma f*ck her all night
She gon fall in love with this pipe
Yo bitch got that water she gon let me swim
Ball out the muthaf*ckin gym
These racks in my pocket I walk with a limp
I got all these hoes I feel like a pimp
Can't f*ck with you heard your blunts be skimp
I was up early just trappin for meals
F*ckin with NTL you gon get killed
Do you got a scale? Weigh that ounce
Cheat on my bitch when I'm out of town
I'm in the game and you out of bounds
She know after I nut it's time to bounce
I f*ck so many hoes that I lost count
You get one night with yeroc how does that sound?
Only reason you it is cause you a clown
She suck when I'm up and leave when I'm down
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Big big diamonds they be all on my neck
Big big Watch Thats a audimar piguet
Nigga wanna off me cause I'm next
Lawyer want to call me I can't even text

Old bitch acting like she entitled
Singing on the dick like American Idol
Cancel my subscription I don't f*ck with tidal
Ar15 that's a real big rifle
Nigga was my main man I hated he folded
I can rap on any beat you know I chose it
No we ain't sleep hell naw we devoted
I don't even rap on this shit I float it
When the liquor in me I go ballistic
Pack coming in me and Bandz just flipped it
Weird niggas mad cause the way I be living
I'm related to 2 chainz bitch I'm different
My boy tried to slime me
The opps know where to find me
My momma told me these niggas be grimey
Fell asleep then woke up and the stars were aligning
I got a nice watch on still come in late
I was running from 12 got my ass in shape
Nigga ain't taking shit off my plate
I was selling grams since I was 16
My jaw be clenching when i'm off that bean
I'm an outcast but I'm still fresh and clean
Kick the cup I'm done with that lean
Kick the bitch out if she wasting my time
Might put her on tape she press rewind
These niggas rats they been chasing crime
She like cream pies ain't talking key lime
I think she gone f*ck she showing me signs
Im gon quit rap when I run out of rhymes
Imma bear in that pussy ain't talking Chicago
I rap with no cap my name aint rylo
Just got high as f*ck driving on Shiloh
Get hit with this point they call it a hollow
These niggas they faking fugazi and phony
Imma get rich as f*ck they gon try to clone me
Ain't signing no deal can't nobody own me
I told my bro if he need anything just phone me
I feel like I'm the greatest
Drop top coupe Music loud with yo lady
I fly her out then u f*ck then I ask her where she staying?
Got this nigga scared man I hope this nigga praying
His music ain't bumping why the f*ck this nigga famous
Imma be the hardest nigga out no doubt
I don't do this shit with gimmicks or clout
I keep that pole on me so you know I from the south
I heard his whole squad fraud and that shit word of mouth
I'm a real nigga from head to toe
That nigga lying he ain't serve no bows
Got expensive weed and I got shit for the low
They be on my ig like this nigga finna blow
He blew up with a gimmick I can't respect that
He said he bouta try me we had to x that
How the f*ck he gang banging he ain't even got a set
It's normal to a nigga I don't even gotta flex
Im a young ass nigga with a big bankroll
His friends saw the beam and they all had froze
My hoes be laughing at em cause these niggas be some jokes
Put my shades on I don't need black locs
I feel like I'm the greatest
Drop top coupe Music loud with yo lady
I fly her out then u f*ck then I ask her where she staying?
Got this nigga scared man I hope this nigga praying
His music ain't bumping why the f*ck this nigga famous
Imma be the hardest nigga out no doubt
I don't do this shit with gimmicks or clout
I keep that pole on me so you know I from the south
I heard his whole squad fraud and that shit word of mouth
Yo bitch got that water she gon let me swim
Ball out the muthaf*ckin gym
These racks in my pocket I walk with a limp
I got all these hoes I feel like a pimp
Can't f*ck with you heard your blunts be skimp
I was up early just trappin for meals
F*ckin with NTL you gon get killed
Do you got a scale? Weigh that ounce
Cheat on my bitch when I'm out of town
I'm in the game and you out of bounds
She know after I nut it's time to bounce
I f*ck so many hoes that I lost count
You get one night with yeroc how does that sound?
Only reason you it is cause you a clown
She suck when I'm up and leave when I'm down
Run in yo trap we having a field day
Y'all can hate but bitch I'm still paid
Go get the load and hit the freeway
So much pussy she f*ckin the dj
And I can't stop bitch never
She think I'm in love who gon tell her?
I work with the pole I'm not a welder
Tell lil bro respect yo elders
Imma beat yo that pussy like I can't stand cats
I'm bouta buss bitch stand back
She threw it back I ran that
He acting hard til he get wacked
Niggas was spoon fed for they whole life
He a bitch he won't fight
Imma f*ck her all night
She gon fall in love with this pipe
Yo bitch got that water she gon let me swim
Ball out the muthaf*ckin gym
These racks in my pocket I walk with a limp
I got all these hoes I feel like a pimp
Can't f*ck with you heard your blunts be skimp
I was up early just trappin for meals
F*ckin with NTL you gon get killed
Do you got a scale? Weigh that ounce
Cheat on my bitch when I'm out of town
I'm in the game and you out of bounds
She know after I nut it's time to bounce
I f*ck so many hoes that I lost count
You get one night with yeroc how does that sound?
Only reason you it is cause you a clown
She suck when I'm up and leave when I'm down
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Writer: corey hubbard
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Performed By: Yeroc
Language: English
Length: 5:26
Written by: corey hubbard

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