[Intro]
Fuck the fire, we got Grease
It's a Wayne beat
His name's Pablo!
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I'm finna turn this bitch up one time
Bust on a bitch face and threw some buffs on mine
I told Gary "I need new ice, throw some rush on mine"
Fiends waitin' on the corner, that's the customer line
I fuck a nigga bitch, but you can't touch on mine
5 sevens penetrate, I'm tryna touch yo' mind
Hit his block with two chops and a couple four-fives
Told the bitch I'd be there but 'never comin' on time
Damn, free my brother Ri' until the shit backwards
The weed I'm smokin' on and thе watch both be platinum
Keepin' shit real, can't make it far off of camp
I'm thе goat, you just seen me shoot a star off balance
Who would've knew that a nigga makin' fire off a reverend
My white bitch crazy, she could snort bars off a napkin
Louie' shop every day, he took it far with the fashion
We havin' 80k days comin' all off of action
[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
We made 88 plays, I be excited when I'm trappin'
Who he see wet, I'ma rap it in a napkin
Okay, I lost a .2, but it still look accurate
And if we ever go to work, I could army crawl backward
Okay, I'm good, we keepin' up the dope 'cause I'm a stacker
I got a young hot one who never had a doppler turned rapper
If any nigga try to push a problem to me, 'turn Casper
I'm a nigga that could help you get it off, 'cause I'm faster
I ain't gotta lie about the cat, nigga, ask her
Where you niggas gettin' this chrome heart from?
I need a answer
I'm a lil' bit chacalin, the standard
"What kinda coochie cats do you attract?", Panthers
Fuck the fire, we got Grease
It's a Wayne beat
His name's Pablo!
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I'm finna turn this bitch up one time
Bust on a bitch face and threw some buffs on mine
I told Gary "I need new ice, throw some rush on mine"
Fiends waitin' on the corner, that's the customer line
I fuck a nigga bitch, but you can't touch on mine
5 sevens penetrate, I'm tryna touch yo' mind
Hit his block with two chops and a couple four-fives
Told the bitch I'd be there but 'never comin' on time
Damn, free my brother Ri' until the shit backwards
The weed I'm smokin' on and thе watch both be platinum
Keepin' shit real, can't make it far off of camp
I'm thе goat, you just seen me shoot a star off balance
Who would've knew that a nigga makin' fire off a reverend
My white bitch crazy, she could snort bars off a napkin
Louie' shop every day, he took it far with the fashion
We havin' 80k days comin' all off of action
[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
We made 88 plays, I be excited when I'm trappin'
Who he see wet, I'ma rap it in a napkin
Okay, I lost a .2, but it still look accurate
And if we ever go to work, I could army crawl backward
Okay, I'm good, we keepin' up the dope 'cause I'm a stacker
I got a young hot one who never had a doppler turned rapper
If any nigga try to push a problem to me, 'turn Casper
I'm a nigga that could help you get it off, 'cause I'm faster
I ain't gotta lie about the cat, nigga, ask her
Where you niggas gettin' this chrome heart from?
I need a answer
I'm a lil' bit chacalin, the standard
"What kinda coochie cats do you attract?", Panthers
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