[Intro: RMC Mike]
They said it couldn't be done
They said we could never make it (Bitch, haha)
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I'm the king of rock and roll like I'm Elvis Presley
I was sellin' Scooby Doo 'cause Velma sexy
I ain't gotta say a word, you can tell I'm ready
Keepin' everything legit, bro sell the fetty
Every day, I keep a stick like a rock band
Caught his ass in every angle, left him boxed in
Add another forty to the price, this bitch a drop-head
Dropped a Perc' in my lean cup and watched the pop fizz
Took the 40 out to test, this a pop quiz
Bitch, I ain't stayin' for that long, I just poppеd in
My Monte Carlo left a Scat Pack and I'm on stock rims
Reach back for thе extended mag, this bitch a Glock 10
[Verse 2: Baby Ghost]
Nigga try to reach for this chain, we gon' pop his hand
Chase a nigga down with the Glock, then pop his mans
I just put a fully on a nickel, this bitch not gon' jam
Bitch, I caught a body at the store just to do it on cam
Nigga, we some motherfuckin' pits
Run up on a nigga broad day and leave him in the whip
Heard they put some money on my head, I don't give a fuck, though
If we catch an opp and can't kill him, he gettin' stomped on
Nigga, I'ma shoot through the hoodie, a nigga never catch me down bad
I bet a nigga die if me and JP get up on his ass
I been tryna keep my cool, nigga, don't make me mad
Pull up on them niggas with them switches and put 'em on they ass
They said it couldn't be done
They said we could never make it (Bitch, haha)
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I'm the king of rock and roll like I'm Elvis Presley
I was sellin' Scooby Doo 'cause Velma sexy
I ain't gotta say a word, you can tell I'm ready
Keepin' everything legit, bro sell the fetty
Every day, I keep a stick like a rock band
Caught his ass in every angle, left him boxed in
Add another forty to the price, this bitch a drop-head
Dropped a Perc' in my lean cup and watched the pop fizz
Took the 40 out to test, this a pop quiz
Bitch, I ain't stayin' for that long, I just poppеd in
My Monte Carlo left a Scat Pack and I'm on stock rims
Reach back for thе extended mag, this bitch a Glock 10
[Verse 2: Baby Ghost]
Nigga try to reach for this chain, we gon' pop his hand
Chase a nigga down with the Glock, then pop his mans
I just put a fully on a nickel, this bitch not gon' jam
Bitch, I caught a body at the store just to do it on cam
Nigga, we some motherfuckin' pits
Run up on a nigga broad day and leave him in the whip
Heard they put some money on my head, I don't give a fuck, though
If we catch an opp and can't kill him, he gettin' stomped on
Nigga, I'ma shoot through the hoodie, a nigga never catch me down bad
I bet a nigga die if me and JP get up on his ass
I been tryna keep my cool, nigga, don't make me mad
Pull up on them niggas with them switches and put 'em on they ass
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