Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Headache, artist - Rio Da Yung OG. Date of issue: 08.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Headache |
| I been drinking lean for years, I’m addicted |
| It ain’t nothin' to brag about but I’m experienced |
| I ain’t been asleep in days, I’m delirious |
| You will never make it in the street, you ain’t serious |
| My nigga boostin' credit scores like Experian |
| Punch a hunnid' phones, then go sell 'em in Liberia |
| Doggy think he 'bout to rob me, he must be ignorant |
| You got a better chance on going to Egypt and building pyramids |
| It ain’t considered dog shit unless it’s a light fifty |
| I got a hunnid' hunnid’s on me, I dont like fifties |
| You want some lean? |
| Call-, he be pint whippin' |
| I would say his name, but that’d be dry snitchin' |
| I’m thinking should I drop a Patek or just sky dwell it |
| Take a nigga chain, if it’s real then I might sell it |
| Niggas sweat they froze with fake jewlery, bro yo ice meltin' |
| Said you got that chain from Gary, you a lie teller |
| I can really get some oil, 'cause I know Arabs |
| You had a run for thirty days, that shit ain’t last |
| I know a spot OT that’s greener than some fake grass |
| You dropped a whole pint but it ain’t break you, 'cause it ain’t glass |
| I dropped a six of vintage red, that shit broke me down |
| Before you hit a lick on us, you better scope it out |
| I can ask a random bitch for head, she 'gon blow me down |
| Thirty bitches with us in the club, but ain’t no hoes around |
| Four nicks and FNs, I don’t play with nines |
| AKs and .223 bullets’ll break yo spine |
| If I drop some change on you, boy, then it ain’t no dimes |
| I can’t even drink a deuce of lean, that’s a waste of time |
| My granny still’ll pop a nigga and she eighty nine |
| I guess it’s in my genes |
| You got a ten in yo safe, that shit in my jeans |
| I know a nigga who up a hunnid, but still drinking green |
| My bitch caught me cheatin', I couldn’t do shit but play Billie Jean |
| If the lights on, we got a fresh batch like Krispy Kreme |
| John got a check for eighty bands, but he still a fiend |
| My nigga turned into KD, he on a different team |
| These hoes the same way, they’ll do anything to get a ring |
| Lit but I’m the star on the top, y’all a Christmas tree |
| I got a headache |
| Fuck some water, I’ma stop the game and take a Tech break |
| I knew that wasn’t no Hellcat, he ain’t have red breaks |
| Fuck a piece of paper in a bank, I’m on a check chase |
| I just ran up a hunnid, I need a leg brace |
| Remember when I worked a 9 to 5, like «when the next break?» |
| Sucked me up for so long, she need a neck brace |
| Finger fuck the racks and record it, that’s a sex tape |