[Intro: RMC Mike]
(Heisman made this beat)
Hey
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I knew I was gon' be something since an adolescent
Nigga seen me and ain't do shit, he know I had a weapon
My bitch got some weight on her, your bitch anorexic
Make unc' cook my dope for me, he know how to stretch it
The way your bitch suck dick got you out here stressing
Do she swallow or she spit? Nigga, that's the question
Fat nigga, ate a whole meal, but coming back for seconds
Can't get close to me in the club, this a rapper section
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Bitch, let me see it
My nigga granny got a pint, he won't let me meet her
Drink some red before I go to surgery, that's my anesthesia
Unc' a brick man, he got more spots than alopecia
Dropped thirteen shots in your door with this plastic Nina
The passenger got hit, now you Suge when he crashed the beamer
Moment of silence for Pac, damn, my fault, no disrespect
Shoot you with this K, you gon' face it, damn, pass the reefer
All my opps keep on dying out, I'm the last one breathing
I'm like a stripper in the club, I'm the last one leaving
All my lean head friends locked up, I'm the last one fiending
(Heisman made this beat)
Hey
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I knew I was gon' be something since an adolescent
Nigga seen me and ain't do shit, he know I had a weapon
My bitch got some weight on her, your bitch anorexic
Make unc' cook my dope for me, he know how to stretch it
The way your bitch suck dick got you out here stressing
Do she swallow or she spit? Nigga, that's the question
Fat nigga, ate a whole meal, but coming back for seconds
Can't get close to me in the club, this a rapper section
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Bitch, let me see it
My nigga granny got a pint, he won't let me meet her
Drink some red before I go to surgery, that's my anesthesia
Unc' a brick man, he got more spots than alopecia
Dropped thirteen shots in your door with this plastic Nina
The passenger got hit, now you Suge when he crashed the beamer
Moment of silence for Pac, damn, my fault, no disrespect
Shoot you with this K, you gon' face it, damn, pass the reefer
All my opps keep on dying out, I'm the last one breathing
I'm like a stripper in the club, I'm the last one leaving
All my lean head friends locked up, I'm the last one fiending
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