Inergee RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro]
Gentlemen, this is a five-hundred-a-plate dinner
Oh, five hundred, oh, okay
Alright, no problem, here, put us down for, uh
Put us down for four in case we want seconds

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Bitch, they heard we taxin'
Pull up tryna match that bullshit, nigga, we scrappin'
40, that's my bae, I can't hold her like a weak bladder
Pop a nigga, then forget about it couple weeks after
Everything me and Rio get on, they say we snappin'
Put some pressure on him, he gon' break, weak plastic
Hit the road, poured up an eight, then took a deep napper
Told bro I know how to punch, he threw a piece at me

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Drink an eight and smoke a whole zip, now I got energy
Blew his head off from far away, J. F. Kennedy
They gave my unc' life for sellin' dope and he sixty-three
Barack came in office in '08 and gave him clemency
I'm still killin' Tay, he stole my bike in elementary
Bumped into his ass last year like, "You remember me?"
Shot him in his leg with a K, they call him Limpy T
I used to be a fiend, I would've killed you for a zip of lean