Huhh RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG
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[Intro: RMC Mike]
Ooh SAV killed it
Bitch
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Five-piece lamb chop dinner with the zip sauce
Bro bought a .50 cal rifle, don't get picked off
My bitch on her period, finna fuck her lips off
Dawg bought a pint but it was hit, he got ripped off
Ayy, now I'm pissed off
Sold three hundred grams of some pup, now I'm a big dog
Rio droppin' tapes every month, all shit talk
Pre-game gettin' my sick sucked before the kickoff
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Kick a nigga in his face in some Prestos
Got my bitch fucking with the girl like she a lesbo'
Stomp a nigga out then hit him with a elbow
Then have Mike kicks his ribs in, in some shell toes
Shoot yo' son in the head, might go to hell for it
But now you got a baby ghost, ain't talkin Trael, though
Drive the bow's from Cali', what the fuck I need the mail for?
Don't come around me, you ain't talkin' pape', you niggas smell broke
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Ayy Rio, we superstars
Finna drop Dum and Dumber Too, this bitch super hard
Engine in the back, lil' nigga this a supercar
Bring me ten bands and we can race, this bitch supercharged
Ayy I got a point-two of hard
Finna give it to my auntie for a newer car
Yeah that's bro bitch but I fucked her, she was choosin' hard
Rio dropped thirty on a nigga, he a shootin' star
Ooh SAV killed it
Bitch
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Five-piece lamb chop dinner with the zip sauce
Bro bought a .50 cal rifle, don't get picked off
My bitch on her period, finna fuck her lips off
Dawg bought a pint but it was hit, he got ripped off
Ayy, now I'm pissed off
Sold three hundred grams of some pup, now I'm a big dog
Rio droppin' tapes every month, all shit talk
Pre-game gettin' my sick sucked before the kickoff
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Kick a nigga in his face in some Prestos
Got my bitch fucking with the girl like she a lesbo'
Stomp a nigga out then hit him with a elbow
Then have Mike kicks his ribs in, in some shell toes
Shoot yo' son in the head, might go to hell for it
But now you got a baby ghost, ain't talkin Trael, though
Drive the bow's from Cali', what the fuck I need the mail for?
Don't come around me, you ain't talkin' pape', you niggas smell broke
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Ayy Rio, we superstars
Finna drop Dum and Dumber Too, this bitch super hard
Engine in the back, lil' nigga this a supercar
Bring me ten bands and we can race, this bitch supercharged
Ayy I got a point-two of hard
Finna give it to my auntie for a newer car
Yeah that's bro bitch but I fucked her, she was choosin' hard
Rio dropped thirty on a nigga, he a shootin' star
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