Easy Kill Lyrics – Rio Da Yung OG

Easy Kill Lyrics Meaning

[Verse]
He starts off by saying taking someone out is nothing hard for him and his crew, almost like lining things up and knocking them down. He calls himself a real ghetto boy and mentions still being close with Peezy, showing loyalty to his people. Even if he hasn’t pulled the trigger himself, he’s seen the violent side of the streets firsthand. He mocks someone whose career looks shaky, saying they might as well prepare for the worst. He then paints a vivid picture of witnessing someone’s head blown off, describing how the image stayed in his head and how the body was left stuck behind the wheel.

He talks about how he doesn’t care about flashy fashion, saying he’ll still wear something expensive even if it’s old. To him, it’s not about trying to impress anyone—it’s about being real. He promises on his kids that no matter what, if he gets caught up in legal trouble, he’ll never snitch. That’s why he says he’s careful with how he moves because he knows if he does get caught, he has to serve his time. There’s no shortcut or escape like in a board game, so he treats every step seriously. He even throws in a line about how he lost thousands just by going out to eat, showing how money moves fast in his lifestyle.

He switches to describing violence again, saying with a scope someone can get shot from far away with precision. Then he talks about the drug game, saying the weed is strong and costly, and he doesn’t want anyone lying about prices. He mixes in a bit of humor, asking about an awkward situation after hooking up. Then he mentions hearing about a woman’s reputation and wanting to see for himself, adding to the raw and unfiltered way he raps.

He mentions his crew, pointing out he has Cash with him but clarifies it’s not the same person others might think. With Cass, he says they were moving around in a vehicle, showing how they operate together. He makes it clear that if he ever went broke, he’d go back to hustling drügs because that’s what he knows. He talks about missing the days of natural weed with seeds, saying the game has changed. Then he warns people not to get too close, because he and his crew are armed and ready, even in clubs.

He flexes about spending huge amounts on lean, saying he’d drop twenty racks on a pint. At the same time, he demands big money for his shows, proving he’s not moving around for free. Then he shifts his tone, mixing flirting with aggression, asking for affection while reminding others he’s still holding onto weapons from past conflicts. He shares a quick “fun fact” about making millions purely through rap, not from illegal moves, even though his lifestyle still reflects the streets.

He talks about having more money than most could imagine, saying if someone hasn’t had that kind of wealth, they can’t understand why he doesn’t stress over smaller problems. Then he mentions how money isn’t everything, pointing out someone from his circle who’s still grinding. He recalls a time when his home got shot up so badly it even destroyed the kitchen, making the danger around him very real. He warns older people to leave his younger crew members alone, or else they might end up in trouble.

There’s another warning about someone’s car getting sprayed just for driving past at the wrong time. Then he brags about walking out of the bank with money and shopping bags, showing how his success lets him enjoy life. He talks about sending drügs across states, using both planes and cars, showing how organized their moves are. He brags about s*xual dominance, adding more gritty details, while mocking someone who stayed home but still managed to get drügs moving. Then he promises payback, saying when he catches certain people, they’ll end up in coffins—maybe more than one.

He suspects one of his white associates of working with the police because the guy suddenly started buying way more than he normally does, which seems suspicious. He tells others to always keep a weapon handy, even for something as simple as taking out the trash. Then he reminds everyone he’s a boss, saying he even wore designer clothes while locked up, showing how he carries himself with pride. He warns others not to rely on groups because someone will end up snitching. That’s why he keeps control of his own moves and doesn’t put his life in anyone else’s hands.

He makes it clear that the money he’s stacking is his own, not borrowed or shared. He boasts about getting a big advance recently and having hundreds of thousands sitting untouched. He calls himself solid, saying he won’t break or fold, even when pressured, and admits he found out a cousin of his snitched. He casually notes that he’s at a different store than people expect, showing he stays unpredictable. He questions why someone would carry cutting tools if they aren’t really trying to make moves, mocking fake hustlers.

He opens up about some personal dislikes, saying he hates the number four, hates the cold weather, and even admits his complicated feelings toward his baby mama—hating her but still loving her at the same time. He reflects on how hate is tied to love, saying people only hate them because they actually admire their success but can’t stand seeing it. He ends with a brutal image of violence, describing how someone got hit so hard it changed their skin color, and exaggerates with a metaphor of dropping a b0mb so powerful it killed them like radiation, keeping the verse as dark and intense as it began.