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dd4 - rmc mike & rio da yung og lyrics

[intro: rmc mike, yn jay]
enrgy, man. why you do that, man?
b*tch!
you recording smerf?

[verse 1: rmc mike]
baby ‘k, seventy*five rounds, i got it right now
ri’, pass me a perc’ 30, i’m tryna bite down
hit a n*gga b*tch, her p*ssy stink, i wanna fight now
i drunk a six and erased all my music off of icloud
six*four supercharged engine, you hear the pipe growl
blowin’ 93, that’s 87, i seen a light cloud
hard headed, go get all my guns when the vice out
they said he locking up all the rats and letting mice out
walk in my granny crib and pour lean on her white couch
b*tch, now i’m iced out
you bet not touch that switch cause my whole neck a lighthouse
a n*gga want a ep, i charge him fifty*five thou’
caught him sneak dissing and went on top with a livе round

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
used to be a young hot head, i got icе now
.45’ll clog a n*gga system up, he better pipe down
i been punching in for some years, i wanna write now
i just said the hardest sh*t off my brain, you probably write it down
on*hand cash, i can buy what i want right now
like, let me buy that watch right now
let me buy that glock right now
you got five pounds of weed? i’ll buy ‘em all right now
you got three pints of lean, n*gga? let me buy you out
had a bad redbone b*tch, but i ain’t like her mouth
smart talkin’, kicked her out the whip, b*tch, now start walkin’
me and mike just drunk a whole pint, feel like my heart stopped
drop a hundred rounds in your scat pack and let the car park you
n*gga tryna pour a deuce up, you don’t get dark often?
at the doctor’s office tryna get some wock so i start coughin’
i think i got covid
oh i got gonorrhea? i did not know it
i’ve been f*ckin’ all the bad hoes raw since i start flowin’
[verse 3: rmc mike & rio da yung og]
we done drunk over a thousand pints, you just start pourin’
i’m the g.o.a.t, b*tch gave me some p*ssy and then start hoeing
i just set my wrist out the window and it start snowing
come sign to ghetto boy records, yeah we part owners
i ain’t got no love in me, i need a heart donor
jumped in a big dually truck and ran a car over
thirty milligram oxycontin, you a bar owner
i bought my first crib off sh*t talkin’, you a car owner
nasty n*gga, nut in my b*tch, then fart on her
nodded off my whole sixteen, let me start over
80k in all hundreds, but i made a credit card purchase
couldn’t find wock, don’t like tris, i had a par moment
b*tch said “send the cash app”, i don’t think my debit card workin’
me and mike finna smoke yo’ whole bag, leave the jar open
came out the crib fresher than a b*tch, i left a heart on her
i ain’t gon lie, today i wanna slide, is the park open?
d*mn near cried thinking bout my life, had a dark moment
b*tch p*ssy bigger than a b*tch, i parked a car on her
i need some lamb chops and a double shot, is the bar open?
seen a opp walking down the street, sicc ar on him
and nawl, not the standard kind
f*cked her off a perc, made her squirt, now her panties drying
hit her off a six, missionary, it’s hammer time
d*mn, i wanna pour this ounce up, but this my granny line
i ain’t gon lie this b*tch so bad that her panties round
riding with a gun, a hundred racks and two pints, it’s family time
yes, i’m addicted to the lean, but not any kind
riding with the smallest draco, yeah, the mini kind
took a b*tch to steal from her fam’, yeah her granny blind
my n*gga caught a b and took the plea, they gave him plenty time
[outro: rio da yung og, rmc mike]
no, i did not f*ck none of them strippers at 69
sh*t, i ain’t gonna lie, i f*cked one sixty times
d*mn, i told her 60 lies
shi’ you could keep the ten milli’, four*nicky mine
okay
gucci shoes on with mickey mouse, yeah the disney kind
man
thirty clip and a one standard drum that’s fifty*five
told bro to send ‘em through the air, not the frisbee kind
no, no

- rmc mike rio da yung og lyrics

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