Grab the Pistol Rio Da Yung OG, RMC Mike & GrindHard E

[Intro: RMC Mike]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Bitch

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Cream soda froze, big bro just dropped some Act' in it
You is not what you say you is, you be catfishing
I just got some red and some Act', now I'm actin' different
Sold my favorite fiend some fake dope, now he act suspicious
Bro could've beat his fed case, but had an active witness
I ain't bring my knife out today, I had to grab the pistol
Nephew fucked up, he can't read, but he a mathematician
In the spot cookin' dope for weeks, Ri past the kitchen

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Me and E finna drink a twelve, we matchin' sixes
Me and Mikе just hit some twin hoes, we matchin' bitchеs
In a Trackhawk drivin' wild, the traction different
Bitch pulled up on me actin' tough, broke her rack and pinion
You think we ain't number one, that's a bad opinion
Nigga think he takin' anything, that's a sad decision
Today I'm feelin' real pimpish, I'm smackin' bitches
In the club dancin' with the strippers with a plastic pistol

[Verse 3: GrindHard E]
I got some old and new red, so I'm taxin' different
Bro drunk an eight and tried to leave, almost crashed the rental
Jump out the car with dog shit, had to rack my pistol
Tryna talk auntie out her pills, made her grab her dentures
Bro, I don't wanna hit your 'Wood, it's bad weed in it
Tried to buy a 'bow from a nigga, had mad seeds in it
Bad bitch listen to my music, told her, "Tag me in it"
Nigga think he gon' kill my nigga, he gotta whack me with him