[Intro: RMC Mike]
Shit
Alright
Look, huh, hey
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
LAX in a TRX, we doin' one-twenty
The plug said he got some shit for low, I'm finna come to him
Hundred-'bow play down in the A, I'm finna run through it
A hundred thousand, I keep losin' count when I thumb through it
Where the strippers at?
He thought it was an FN, but this a different strap
He fuckin' with the best friend, I be pimpin' that
I was on the west end gettin' kitty-cat
When I'm done, I just scratched off in a kitty-cat
I hit her hard off a Perc', she want her kidneys back
I'm tryna stab this white bitch, where Sydney at?
Million dollars worth of game, where Gillie at?
I'm tryna shoot a motion picture, where Philly at?
That mean call Phil
My bitch ain't have to get a BBL, her shit all real
I know some white boys run up dog shit off all pills
No matter what it is, I still want it, I take all bills
[Verse 2: FTOS Twan]
Bitch, I'm really in the field, boy, this shit real
Can't find his ass in three days, get his bitch killed
Young nigga, but you gotta know that I'm a big deal
Speakin' on my brother, nigga, that'll get your shit spilled
Bitch, I'm a maniac, I can't calm down
Chopper on my lap, boy, don't make me burn the town down
Nigga, you ain't in the streets for real, nigga, calm down
Dreadhead, I step up in your section, niggas move around
Bitch, I don't really give a fuck
Nigga try to short me on some cheese, nigga, I'ma send him up
Right now, I don't see myself givin' up
Bitch seen me walk up in the club, she tryna give it up
Btich, I got my Glock in my hand, don't get popped with it
I'll walk your ass down and I'll lean with it, rock with it
Bitch, I ain't tryna drink your lean if it ain't Wock' in it
Love that switch, when that bitch get to bustin', it won't stop glitchin'
Shit
Alright
Look, huh, hey
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
LAX in a TRX, we doin' one-twenty
The plug said he got some shit for low, I'm finna come to him
Hundred-'bow play down in the A, I'm finna run through it
A hundred thousand, I keep losin' count when I thumb through it
Where the strippers at?
He thought it was an FN, but this a different strap
He fuckin' with the best friend, I be pimpin' that
I was on the west end gettin' kitty-cat
When I'm done, I just scratched off in a kitty-cat
I hit her hard off a Perc', she want her kidneys back
I'm tryna stab this white bitch, where Sydney at?
Million dollars worth of game, where Gillie at?
I'm tryna shoot a motion picture, where Philly at?
That mean call Phil
My bitch ain't have to get a BBL, her shit all real
I know some white boys run up dog shit off all pills
No matter what it is, I still want it, I take all bills
[Verse 2: FTOS Twan]
Bitch, I'm really in the field, boy, this shit real
Can't find his ass in three days, get his bitch killed
Young nigga, but you gotta know that I'm a big deal
Speakin' on my brother, nigga, that'll get your shit spilled
Bitch, I'm a maniac, I can't calm down
Chopper on my lap, boy, don't make me burn the town down
Nigga, you ain't in the streets for real, nigga, calm down
Dreadhead, I step up in your section, niggas move around
Bitch, I don't really give a fuck
Nigga try to short me on some cheese, nigga, I'ma send him up
Right now, I don't see myself givin' up
Bitch seen me walk up in the club, she tryna give it up
Btich, I got my Glock in my hand, don't get popped with it
I'll walk your ass down and I'll lean with it, rock with it
Bitch, I ain't tryna drink your lean if it ain't Wock' in it
Love that switch, when that bitch get to bustin', it won't stop glitchin'
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