[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
I know, yeah
What up, Marc Boomin? Nigga, Ghetto Boyz shit
Alright
(Boomin need extras)
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
If it's money on the floor, I'ma walk to it
Ben Frank my friend, sometimes I talk to him
I got a loyal bitch with no car who will walk to me
Whole pint of Wock' gone Wednesday, it was bought Tuesday
And I ain't sell a line, you know it's gone 'cause I don't drop deuces
4462, damn, man, I'm kinda stupid
I might get an assault charge 'cause I abuse it
How the fuck I catch a case for sellin' dope and I'm a user?
Chase him down in a long blue coat, I'm with Scooter
I'm with a blowhead shooter, he ooh coke out his roof
I wasn't tryna fuck your bitch, but she shouldn't have spoke to me
Mike noddin' off thе drank, but he still woke to me
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Nigga, put that blunt down, that shit you smokin' on smеll like potpourri
They labeled me the hood president, come vote for me
Nigga, I'm hungry, I just want a steak down from Ocean P
Baby girl wanna fuck me bad, it's the no for me
Nigga said he bought a Hellcat, it's the note for me
Everything coming off the head, nobody wrote for me
Spent so much money at Saks Fifth, I got a coat for free
I be fuckin' on the doctor daughter for fours of lean
Told the whole world once before I'm a lean junkie
Hoes say I'm fat, it's not the food, this a lean stomach
My set shot so motherfuckin' smooth, I got a clean jumper
Yeah, I still beat my bitch ass, she a mean woman
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
I know, yeah
What up, Marc Boomin? Nigga, Ghetto Boyz shit
Alright
(Boomin need extras)
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
If it's money on the floor, I'ma walk to it
Ben Frank my friend, sometimes I talk to him
I got a loyal bitch with no car who will walk to me
Whole pint of Wock' gone Wednesday, it was bought Tuesday
And I ain't sell a line, you know it's gone 'cause I don't drop deuces
4462, damn, man, I'm kinda stupid
I might get an assault charge 'cause I abuse it
How the fuck I catch a case for sellin' dope and I'm a user?
Chase him down in a long blue coat, I'm with Scooter
I'm with a blowhead shooter, he ooh coke out his roof
I wasn't tryna fuck your bitch, but she shouldn't have spoke to me
Mike noddin' off thе drank, but he still woke to me
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Nigga, put that blunt down, that shit you smokin' on smеll like potpourri
They labeled me the hood president, come vote for me
Nigga, I'm hungry, I just want a steak down from Ocean P
Baby girl wanna fuck me bad, it's the no for me
Nigga said he bought a Hellcat, it's the note for me
Everything coming off the head, nobody wrote for me
Spent so much money at Saks Fifth, I got a coat for free
I be fuckin' on the doctor daughter for fours of lean
Told the whole world once before I'm a lean junkie
Hoes say I'm fat, it's not the food, this a lean stomach
My set shot so motherfuckin' smooth, I got a clean jumper
Yeah, I still beat my bitch ass, she a mean woman
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