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techy - rmc mike & rio da yung og lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
b*tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
in the booth, high off a six, ri’ pass me a square
i need to sit my ass down, bro hand me a chair
dawg just went and dropped some guccis, the chattiest pair
i had to knock his head off, sh*t my daddy was there
pill house, it’s a hundred k worth of addies in there
k!ll everything in the crib, this a family affair
two for once special on the work, might grab me a pair
i couldn’t cook it up right now, sh*t my granny in here
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
i’ll shoot the crib up while my family in there
bad b*tch from the regencys with the nappiest hair
four pockets full, my fifth pocket got baggies in there
it’s two mikes in the closet, no rapping in here
n*gga sized me up, i pulled out strap right then and stared
take off yo’ ‘fore you come in, no cappin’ in here
cut on a crock pot, grab a four, drop a chally in here
b*tch these ain’t beef tacos, it’s crab meat in there

[verse 3: rmc mike]
want spice talk? i need ten thousand for the recipe
shorted dawg thirty four grams ’cause he ain’t check the weed
a thousand for the verse, but the video a extra fee
new b*tch can barely speak english, she from lebanese
i jumped off the porch when i was seventeen
me and rio gettin’ it off mackin’, i was sellin’ weed
n*gga chain full of si’s but the metal clean
bought a scat with no money down, my b*tch credit neat

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
i can’t cook dope, but i know the recipe
drop it in a pot, splash water, then let it be
if you tryna’ hit some—, i know the techniques
wrap it with some black duct tape, you can’t let it breathe
you say you got some good p*ssy? b*tch, let me see
but when i hit you don’t be trippin’, b*tch, let me freak
tryna’ give my p.o. cash urine, b*tch let me pee
’cause i gotta drink codeine, it help me sleep
[verse 5: rmc mike]
lil’ b*tch got some chicken for me, i said “five piece it”
new batch was still kinda wet, i had to dry clean it
tired of pourin’ red up in pops, i might ice tea it
spent a couple bands on pants, but i white tee it
i’m finna take a flight to phoenix
linked up with some mexicans, they think mike a g*nius
if i hit the dog more than twice, then the price decreasin’
three million streams in four months, that’s a nice achievement

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
yeah, that’s a nice achievment
.40 bullets come in slow motion, you bobbin’ and weavin’
unc’ in rehab buyin’ dope, he dodging the treatment
girly got a pistol with a d*ck, she ridin’ with p*n*s
ayy, she ain’t no stud though
my establishment got poles in it, i’m a club owner
yachtmaster, plain jane band, might spend a dub on it
totin’ guns, drinking thick red, call it “thug potion”

- rmc mike rio da yung og lyrics

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