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Back Again / Liquor Store de Rio Da Yung Og

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6 de noviembre de 2025

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La canción "Back Again / Liquor Store" de Rio Da Yung Og es una obra que refleja la vida y las experiencias en el entorno urbano, marcada por un tono crudo y directo. A través de sus letras, el artista ofrece una ventana a su mundo lleno de actos desenfrenados, amistad, desafíos y el uso de sustancias. Con un estilo que fusiona elementos del rap contemporáneo con influencias más tradicionales del hip-hop, se presenta como una exploración del descontrol y la resiliencia.

El protagonista de la canción narra su vida cotidiana en términos vívidos y a menudo controvertidos. La referencia constante al consumo de alcohol y sustancias controladas crea un sentido de pertenencia a una cultura específica donde estos elementos son omnipresentes. Frases como “I'm on some young turnt shit” no solo sugieren un estilo de vida despreocupado y fiestero, sino que también insinúan la búsqueda constante de evasión frente a las realidades de la vida. Esta emoción subyacente apunta a una lucha interna entre disfrutar el momento y ser consciente de los riesgos asociados.

A lo largo de la letra, hay momentos notables que revelan ironía e ingenio en su forma de contar historias. La línea “She got a BBL, but she can make it shake” mezcla una crítica social sobre los estándares de belleza contemporáneos con comedia sutil; plantea una imagen visual clara e impactante que invita a la reflexión sobre cómo las apariencias pueden estar manipuladas. Además, menciones como “I'm in my Urus truck, I gotta lead the way” afianzan su estatus dentro del entorno social mientras también indican un deseo implícito por liderar o ser seguido.

El análisis emocional muestra un tono divergente: aunque predominan la diversión y el desenfreno, también hay destellos de vulnerabilidad. En fragmentos donde menciona pérdidas personales o referencias hacia amigos fallecidos, se deja entrever un sentido profundo de dolor escondido detrás del exterior ostentoso. Esta dualidad resalta cómo cada experiencia vivida está impregnada tanto por momentos alegres como por consecuencias trágicas.

A nivel temático, esta canción trata no solo sobre el placer del momento presente sino también sobre las malas decisiones que pueden seguirlo. El dilema moral entre lo correcto y lo incorrecto aparece repetidamente en líneas que desafían normas sociales. Por ejemplo, cuando habla sobre obtener bienes ilícitos o estar rodeado por “la seguridad” refleja cómo navegar en medio del peligro puede resultar inevitable para quienes provienen del mismo contexto sociocultural.

En cuanto al contexto cultural en el cual fue lanzada esta pieza musical —en 2025— podemos observar cómo sucede en un ambiente musical donde las narrativas crudas están ganando fuerza nuevamente dentro del hip-hop moderno. Este regreso a letras más auténticas puede verse como respuesta a décadas pasadas donde lo superficial dominaba.

El impacto potencial de "Back Again / Liquor Store" radica en su capacidad para resonar con jóvenes oyentes familiarizados con estas luchas cotidianas y aventuras intensas relacionadas con conceptos tan complejos como el poder adquisitivo y el valor personal en comunidades marginadas.

En resumen, Rio Da Yung Og nos presenta una realidad multifacética llena tanto de celebraciones momentáneas como efectos profundos que afectan vidas enteras. Cada verso sirve como recordatorio poderoso acerca del delicado equilibrio entre amenazar nuestros sueños o perseguirlos sin importar los caminos elegidos. Este tipo de narrativa pasa así a formar parte del legado contemporáneo dentro del género hip-hop actual.

Interpretación del significado de la letra.

Yeah, yeah
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Ah, ha

I'm on some young turnt shit, it's just me and Tay
How much drink I drink? 'Bout a P a day
Yeah, I drink a PT a day
Soon as the pint gone, I'ma need an eight
I know you want this shit, but you gon' need to wait
Don't pull up on us and get sweeped away, don't get swept away
The nigga want a pint, but I kept an eight, so he got an eight
But I hit him with a four, it was not that fake, I just cut the drink
Man, she pulled her panties off, now somethin' stink
The bitch boobs was real, but her butt was fake
I'm on some bullshit, it's me and Dante
Bro got anxious with the Glock 22 and pulled a Ronde
Catch you in the jewelry store and pull a Ronde
This is not the real plate, it's just an entrée
Air Force 1s on, I don't buy J's
How my month went? Twenty days straight and slept five days
The other five days, I made 5K a day, that's twenty-five racks, so I think that's straight
The color on the pills was off, man, I think they fake
The color on the drank fucked up, it's from 2008, this dino drank
He had a case of fake green, I poured it down the drain
Like why the fuck do motherfuckers think I'm dumb like I ain't got a brain?
Before I turned twenty-five, I made 900K
What you make today? I ate steak today
What you ate today? I drunk an eight today
I pray to God the drank man answer and save the day
Of course the bitch that ain't real gon' say I'm fake
You know we never full, bitch, we scraped the plate
She got a BBL, but she can make it shake
We be servin' all the chunks, we don't save the shake
If he survive this AK, it's gon' break his face
They caught me with a pint and threw the drank away
Me and C had dropped the glass pint and had to scrape away
Give me a ID or a credit card
You is not no Gaffle boy, you don't even got a debit card, or a Cash App card
This nigga think the drank real, man, his ass retarded, that ain't even drank
I'm in my Urus truck, I gotta lead the way
Caught a nigga slippin' at Muffler Man, we had to bleed his brakes
Don't hit him in his head, hit his artery, he bleed away
We just had to look out for his fam so they could see his face, we could've closed the casket
Nigga, you is not no dope man, you only want a basket
Like tell me where it's at and let me know who askin'
Nowadays everybody rappin', I don't know who cappin', I don't know who rattin'
Don't ask me 'bout no murder, I don't know what happened and I don't know who trappin'
All I know is hit the studio
Uh, I ain't never fuck no bitch in her booty hole, lil' freaky nigga
I wasn't with Woody's sister, but I had Keke with me
I got a twelve of Wock', Tahitian Treat me
You gon' have to call your squad, it's not gon' be that easy
When I was growin' up, wanted to be like Meechy
I was a Gucci fan, I ain't ever want to be like Jeezy
Fuck around and rob a nigga in my black tee
You ain't drink drank when Act' was cheap
Seven fifty a line, nigga, Act' was free
We ain't want no red, you better not have no green
I used to pour out green in the videos
Ask Zoe, they caught the nigga slippin' at the liquor store

(It's a Wayne beat)
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
Hey

Bitch, the Glock a 50
I just got a pack of Percs, Ri' pop one with me
Okay, the gas runnin' low, but we not on empty
He paid for a hundred 'bows, but we not gon' send 'em
Shit, I could spend hundred cash and I'm not gon' feel it, bitch, I'm well up
I'm tryna pin him to this cross with this nail gun
I'm only rockin' MINE merch, put that Chanel up
I'm like a shark in the water, bitch, I smell blood
Hum, I could take you to some pape', I got a proposition
Hum, sixty ball in my pocket, made a proper entry
Hum, mama said: Take the college route: But I am not committed
Hum: Mike, have you ever caught a body? I would not admit it
Hey, took my whip to Buffex, now the top is missin'
I'm tryna have some drunk sex, I got Casa' in me
Told the bitch if I make her squirt, you gotta compliment me
The police took my Hellcat, I'm finna cop a Bentley, hum

I was ridin' through Chopper City with a chopper with me
I'll flash out and get to poppin' niggas with my mama with me
Who got some X pills and need a beat? I got Deshondra with me
Trade glass Hi-Tech for Wockhardt like money launderin'
I'm tryna think what I'ma do, I'm just ponderin'
My nigga did some bullshit, I wasn't fond of it
Tax a nigga for the work, Uncle Tom a bitch
I damn near spent a million dollars on my starter kit
Rose gold everything, nigga, look how hard it hit
I might put the dog shit up and credit card a bitch
Them niggas around you lookin' tough, your security guard a bitch
My security guard caught a body first day I met him
That's why I'm comfy with KB, he lethal with the weapon
I really wanna leave, they keepin' me till 7
My nigga died on the 6th, I seen him on the 7th
Told Will to lock me in the booth and keep me under pressure
I lost a lot of folks when I was gone, I'm keepin' it together

If Ri' buy another pint, we drinkin' it together
We done brung out all the ice, I think we need a sweater
But we the hottest out this bitch, straight from the 810
I brought a whole star to the game, so I can't go broke
Take a bitch for what she is, you can't change a ho
I'll burn out in a nigga grass with this Durango 4
Hum, threw a Lego on my K, this bitch a fully now
Accurate as fuck, I hit a nigga with my hoodie down
Ayy, I hear some– mm, what the? It's a bully now
Bitch, we grown, you gotta suck it if I pull it out

I got chrome, I'ma bust it if I pull it out
Bullshit-ass jewelry, better tuck it when you pull it out
I hate how your fuckin' weed smell, nigga, put it out
We just set this bitch on fire, someone put it out
Pussy turned into a faucet, I just stuck it in and pulled it out
Ayy, what the fuck?

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