Heat Check RiskTaker D-Boy (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike)

[Intro: RiskTaker D-Boy]
(BP)
Ayy

[Verse 1: RiskTaker D-Boy]
How many fiends I gotta overdose to run the city?
Heat check, I don't think too many niggas fucking with me
Paranoid, riding 'round with nina, I don't got a license
Bust your ass in broad day, you try some shit in private
Keep it on me, I don't need no friends, ain't no leaning on me
This bitch'll chop you down, in other words, a cleaver on me
Mama say she scared for my life, she think the reaper on me
I wasn't never gon' be shit, that's what my teacher told me

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Ayy, I just took a bubble bath with the ice on
I don't trust your ass, bitch, we fuckin' with the lights on
Big ten milli' on my hip, I wanna fight, though
Six ounces in a cream soda, I want a Sprite, though
You can't get no money sittin' at home, you gotta take a trip
D-Boy told me if you want a Rollie, nigga, take a risk
'Member when I stayed on Mackin Road, I was taking shit
Tables turned, now I'm somewhere outta town making chips

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Excusin' everything but the beef, I want all smoke
Whipped a ten out at McDonalds to buy a large Coke
Gargle balls while she suck the dick, she got a large throat
Load came in packaged up like a bar of soap
If them bitches get behind me, then I'm on the run
Pussy weak as hell, but in her mouth, she got a golden tongue
Met a bitch and fucked the same day, that's a hole in one
Bump stock on my AK to control my gun