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creative - rmc mike & rio da yung og lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
ooh sav k!lled it
b*tch
come on lloyd you gotta get over her
mary was just a girl, plus she’s married
blame it on rio

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
bad b*tch with a fat ass, she got cellulites
my granddaddy a bad influence, he used to sell me pints
cali’ plug facetimed me with bow’s, told him “mail me five”
central air went out in the grow house, plants d*mn near died
i got ’em revived
off*white, amiri, helmut lang, i’m in revive
you a monkey in the middle, boy go tree climb
f*ck a honeycomb, hide out, we at the beehive
[verse 2: rmc mike]
man, you n*ggas all talk
scorpion came with two titties, i should’ve bought a bra
had a p8 but drunk a eight, i had to call it off
plugged in with anything you need, ain’t no fallin’ off
finna hit this b*tch rawdog
glass pint came with some panties, i took the drawls off
five business at one spot, milly small mall
make two hundred and go buy a grill, b*tch i’m paul wall

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
i made my first two hundred k and went to mickey d’s
still the same n*gga, but now i order triple cheese
mid december, i was sellin’ dope, f*ck a christmas tree
had to bust my glock to draw some heat ’cause it was ten degrees

[verse 4: rmc mike]
took a b*tch n*gga, he done shot his cousin with it
first they ain’t wanna show no love, now they f*ckin’ with it
six months ago i was f*cked up, now i’m up a ticket
bro got divorced, he got caught tryna’ f*ck a midget

[verse 5: rio da yung og]
i ain’t obligated to do sh*t, except stay black and die
f*ck a scale, i don’t need that b*tch, i got magic eyes
especially when you in a dope house that only slap for dimes
two shots to his head, make sure he dead in his afterlife
[verse 6: rmc mike]
finna pour a four of red, ri’ pass the ice
dawg bought a chain with fake metal, sh*t was magnetized
hunnid’ k views on youtube and didn’t advertise
blowin’ cookie while i get some head, make me satisfied

[verse 7: rio da yung og]
this b*tch really mad at me ’cause she asked for five
told her i ain’t have and she just counted a half a dime
gave her ass another five bands and told her stash it tight
still ain’t get that nickle, now she saltier than rally fries

[verse 8: rmc mike]
five tapes in six months and they all classics
four straps in this car and they all plastic
dawg said he wanted seven pints so i called aston
broke a brick down to hoop cs, call it ball magic

[verse 9: rio da yung og]
testers, rookie season, dumb and dumb3r, ghetto babies
me and mike steady droppin’ heat while y’all celebratin’
i’m talkin’ bars over your head, levitation
drunk a pint, a six, and a deuce, i’m in here elevatin’

- rmc mike rio da yung og lyrics

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