Script Talk 4 RLSG BSmith (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike)

[Intro: RMC Mike]
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
Bitch
(His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Glock 40 with a drum in it, I bet I drop shit
Break my shit down in one minute, I'm a Glock smith
I need a Perc' bad, somebody please call Bob Smith
Seen Freaky make a hundred off them dice, he got an odd wrist
Bro got enough dog on him to make five pits
Throw his body in the lake for some bait, he a live fish
I can't lie, man, this bitch pussy stank, you can't hide fish
Made my fiend pay eleven hundred for five temps
Ten milli', hollow heads in it, you won't survive this
Girly said she got Meg knees, I made her ride dick
Sold dog eleven lines of Wock', I left five hit
I need a plug on them glass pints, somebody find Chris
Jump fresh as hell, then hop on a plane, I'ma fly rich
Thermal scope on my AR, it got a find switch
On my way to go perform in the D, we got like nine sticks
On the internet droppin' eight lines, this a live mix

[Interlude: RLSG BSmith]
Yeah, Perkies, ayy