Rio Da Yung OG - CRYSTAL CLEAR [Updated]

★ intro ★
Put my hands on a bag, make it disappear
That water whip i got, this shit crystal clear
If you catch me in a nigga club, is a pistol near
Pop the hood, grab a couple bags, engine in the rear
7 grams in a wood, you just lit a square
8 lines of old red, you be sipping beer
On my way to my other crib, i just hit a deer
Pistol in my hand while i'm rapping, shoot the engineer

★ verse 1 ★
Aye, let's get this shit crackin'
20 people pulled up to the trap, man this bitch slappin'
21 shots in the glock, man this bitch savage
Tried to moonwalk on the work, i done tripped backwards
I don't fuck with qualitest cuz the shit nasty
Drinkin' red with my pinky out, takin' sips classy
Fou-five with breathing holes, this bitch got asthma
30 shots, leave you with more holеs than a ritz cracker
Pop a nigga in the store, right by thе chip baggies
I ain't sellin' nicks and dimes, i need a big baggie
Made a 20 at the crib, i'm in here relaxin'
I ain't have to sell a piece of dope, i'm in this bitch rappin'
Shot a nigga in his head and pushed the shit backwards
My nigga pulled up with some qually and i bitch slapped him
I'm still bout to drink this shit, but i'm unhappy
I'm still walkin' through the dope house, in these big bastards
Paid a ransom for your son, we just kidnapped em'
I tried to calm ghosts down, he took six addys
I just bust a book open, i'm on the fifth chapter
Pop a nigga 'fore i get the money, i hit licks backwards

★ hook ★
Put my hands on a bag, make it disappear
That water whip i got, this shit crystal clear
If you catch me in a nigga club, is a pistol near
Pop the hood, grab a couple bags, engine in the rear
7 grams in a wood, you just lit a square
8 lines of old red, you be sipping beer
On my way to my otha' crib, i just hit a deer
Pistol in my hand while i'm rapping, shoot the engineer

★ verse 2 ★
Pop a nigga watch him bleed, he need a tampon
Shoot his ass from cross the street, i got the flash on
When i'm out of town swiping cards, my name antwan
Man y'all niggas full of cap, put a hat on
Nigga pulled up in the rt, with the stamp on it
Forgiato's on the hellcat, i took a crap on 'em

★ beat pauses ★

Just nodded off on the beat, i took a nap on it
Thousand dollars cash, he want ri to put his stamp on it
Beat a nigga ass, tie him up then put all blacks on him
Handicap flow man my porsche gone need a ramp on it
Producer ain't mix the song right, i pulled the strap on him

★ outro ★
Put my hands on a bag, make it disappear
That water whip i got, this shit crystal clear
If you catch me in a nigga club, is a pistol near
Pop the hood, grab a couple bags, engine in the rear