Ghetto Fox (feat. Rio Da Yung Og)

作曲：Cavon Paige,Rio Da Yung Og

(It's a Wayne beat)

(** the fire, we got grease)

**, I'm with lil' Fox

We just put a three of Tris in a lil' pot

Ten milli' clean, put the switch on a lil' Glock

He tried to block it, but I hit him with the hook shot

We got the hood hot

Rob the Yung OG, I think you should not

I signed a ** in a feds, I felt like Suge Knight

We just found some glass red, it's a good night

I been through so much ** in my life, I got a book to write

Sosa ain't got drank, I'm with Snook tonight

Snatch a ** ice, he re-dropped, then we took it twice

If my mama hear I'm dead, the drank took my life

The ** sold me fake drank, so I took the pint

I'm tryna check for Karo, that's why I shook the pint

I just drank a four raw, I got a crooked eye

** talkin', but I might just do a hook tonight

Told Will, "Gas the PJ up, we ain't bookin' flights"

I got tall hoes, same height as Dior Dess

In the street for real, my model ** in the feds

Pop out Chrome Heart, I grabbed the Brabus truck from Bagg

G5 the jet to a Tris pint when I land

My grandma still live where Zai died, gave her a K

It ain't ** to make a hit, **, I'm on plaque number eight

I'm **in' on a booster, her ** shaped like a eight

They crashin' out about me, I got Foxes every state

Ah, life lit for real, now I get high with Rod Wave

Like be for real, how you dodgin' that case?

Million dollar check and ain't been home for nine days

They heard the Yung OG home, this ** look like a Lions game

Ten'll get you hit, a dub, crime pays

Had to leave the messy **, she playin' Facebook live games

My son got a stick for Christmas, I ain't buyin' games

Promethazine with **, I ain't buyin' plain

'Less it's plain Presi's

I'll bust a platinum down, **, I ain't petty

You say you want a quarter brick, I got a nine ready

It's a safety on the Draco, but the 9 ready

Fox piss on a **, look like R

Kelly

Locked in with Ja, I had a Glock when they played the Celtics

Fox caught two before he died, now he in heaven

Rio was locked in August, talkin' 'bout ** was his celly

Seventy for the presi'

He gonna come 'round this **, that boy died, he gon' tell it

Take a ** on the rap game, I know they smell me

Ratchet ho bummin', thought I had sex with Sexyy

How much for a show?

Fifty-three plus seven

Foxes on tour with me, how many?

Twenty-seven

Lil' Fox ain't got **, he'll kill you for a seven

How much I put on his head?

The **in' Rolls Spectre

Never mind, hit baby Fox, he'll kill you for some leisure

Jordan 11s

I got real killers in heaven

How much we poured up?

Eleven

How many them Percs Lil Jay off?

Eleven

White thick ** got cake like Lil Debbie