Mike Voice Rio Da Yung OG (Ft. RMC Mike)
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[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Ah
What up, Mike? Alright
I'm a Percocet popper, nigga, you know what the fuck I do
30s, 15s, 20s, 10s, 75s, nigga
And we drinkin' real Wock'
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike]
I'm a Percocet popper, Morton Grove sipper
Ten thou' in ones, I'm a titty-bar tipper
How you gon' rob us and we got six ARs with us?
We got a .308, call this bitch a car flipper
Glock givin' out shots, I call that bitch a bartender
Made a lot of dumb decisions, really I'm a smart nigga
Lyin' in your rap, put cap on it, you should go to a bar mitzvah
Nigga playin' with his life, I left him at the park with it
Me and Mike brothers, he lightskinned, but I'm a dark nigga
Doot-da-da-doo-da-doot-doot, he thought Baby Shark hit him
He took off runnin', hit him with the K, now the nigga cartwheelin'
Pop him with some slacks on, I'm a sharp killer
Shoot him in his ass with Glock, it look like a shark bit him
I was sellin' dope, you was in the yard cart flippin'
Big tons, when I go re-up, I bring a grocery cart with me
Ridin' with seven different Glocks now, don't need AR with me
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Ah
What up, Mike? Alright
I'm a Percocet popper, nigga, you know what the fuck I do
30s, 15s, 20s, 10s, 75s, nigga
And we drinkin' real Wock'
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike]
I'm a Percocet popper, Morton Grove sipper
Ten thou' in ones, I'm a titty-bar tipper
How you gon' rob us and we got six ARs with us?
We got a .308, call this bitch a car flipper
Glock givin' out shots, I call that bitch a bartender
Made a lot of dumb decisions, really I'm a smart nigga
Lyin' in your rap, put cap on it, you should go to a bar mitzvah
Nigga playin' with his life, I left him at the park with it
Me and Mike brothers, he lightskinned, but I'm a dark nigga
Doot-da-da-doo-da-doot-doot, he thought Baby Shark hit him
He took off runnin', hit him with the K, now the nigga cartwheelin'
Pop him with some slacks on, I'm a sharp killer
Shoot him in his ass with Glock, it look like a shark bit him
I was sellin' dope, you was in the yard cart flippin'
Big tons, when I go re-up, I bring a grocery cart with me
Ridin' with seven different Glocks now, don't need AR with me
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