Maffew Ragazino - River Phoenix lyrics

rate me

Pants sagging in my hat low

Show up to your black and white affair in my bathrobe

Furry slippers, Polo socks, what an asshole

No class, no coups, so irrational

Can't explain, he's insane, must be bath salt

Molly crew, paper gang, money back coat

You could tell by mopping shoes and her back block

You could tell by your big shoes and her back broke

Sad, but shed your crocodile tears

Said it to go medley 'till that be a pants here

Nobody think shit stinks until it's smeared in your face

Motherfucker, now take a look in your mirror

Fuck your life, pussy nigga, fuck your life

This my third, I died twice, might fuck once, but not twice, no

New Jersey drive, hot wire, joy rider

Get her high, kick her out, sky dive her

Death Row, only thing that we missing is suge

I stood over your misses, I'm so misunderstood

I look down at the top of a scalp

Real niggas know what I'm talking about (talking about)

When she go home you give her mouth to mouth

Two roads diverged, I emerged on a paper route

Rick James, I'll stand in your freaking couch

Bottles of Bordo I'm balling Timothy Couch

I'm in the building, my nigga, I'm in the house

I'm in the building, my nigga, I'm in the house

Embracing my angels, dancing with demons

I'm overdosing.. River Phoenix.

That mean I'm tailing since pale flyest thing in the field

Got your bitch naked in heels, iron steaming my bills

Implemented my game, re-instated the real

Flow is like Persian brown, define Hollywood heels

This shit is genius, how I slide in seamless

Supply the sequence with some G shit, break it down to pieces

Mock is the real, so block the Colosseum

Ya'll niggas with just like Wakim, you couldn't win by cheating

Beasting on anything that you press play

Writing with..stick it intention in the West Bank

Fresh franks, line up the wallet inside the skylids pocket

So if that convo ain't about dollars ain't got time to chop it

Stop it, hater, you don't really know what you're doing

Y'all niggas sweet, who you think you're fucking fooling?

Heard they out there fronting on the kid

You never know hard that wallet is until you run into it.

Beefing whoever we after equals disaster

Uno when it comes to that China, he Zen master

LV the loafer, while sitting on sofa

We bow tie killers, classy enough for a coaster

Worldwide paper, oh, we globally getting dough

Mami got good brain, I just get it and go

Fuck these niggas talking, they ain't talking shit

If we ain't freaking like conversing I just talk to your bitch

I, I'm from the hood where they pistol play

Shoot who's talking, you could get killed over the shit you say

All I need is a bad bitch Patron and an ounce

Ass fat and she gotta be good with her mouth

I chase money, N.Y by ways of the south

Tear the town up a couple of grand and I'm out

Out, third strike you're in jeopardy, nigga

About my strikes, blowing that whistle, no referee, nigga

Surviving the concrete hard for refugee nigga

You fucking with me you on ass to the ecstasy, nigga

Niggas broke cut get corners becoming whinos

Just know what's a stand P when you clash with a rhino.