Loose Talk RMC Mike (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG)

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Bitch, I'm back poppin' now
I left the Glock at the crib and brung the chopper out
Bag on the side catch every shell that be poppin' out
Auntie don't smoke weed no more, she doin' molly now
Young dog don't go to school no more, he catchin' bodies now
I can get a half a brick of— I know a Charlie Brown
White ho just knocked a bitch out Ronda Rousey style
I smoked a zip in this bitch, it's gettin' cloudy now

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just drunk a pint and smoked a Black, I feel drowsy now
Unc' used to sell crack cocaine, he sell coffee now
Leave the window up, then let me out, I'm 'bout to walk him down
Me and Mike wanted Scatpacks, we Trackhawkin' now
Them niggas all had Hellcats, but they walkin' now
I think they rented them bitches and put a thousand down
Hit a brick of dog from the back and called it doggystyle
I got a new fiend that smoke hard, he done bought me out
Turned him on to the dog food, he done lost his house
Feds tried to use my raps against me 'cause I'm talkin' foul
Nigga say he wanna beef with me, he done bought a cow
Seen dog testify on Chris, he a talking mouse

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
I'm a real trapper, I don't really need a kitchen
Just a couple zips of dog and like two or three blenders
Left the Glock today, I brought my thirty-eight with me
I been fuckin' on them boostin'-ass CNA bitches
Got the head from her, put her out, can't lay with me
I'm taxin' for the bud, bitch, my QPs eight-fifty
Niggas broke, only hit the road for eight fifties
Rio, that's my brother, he be movin' weight with me
My cousin got some dog for the low in Bay City
Bro bought a thousand gift cards and made a fifty