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rio da yung og, manny mula & rmc mike - drive the boat lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
(it’s a wayne beat)
b+tch
come here, lil’ b+tch, let me drive— alright
i ain’t gon’, yeah
ghetto boyz sh+t, n+gga

[verse 1: rmc mike]
come here, lil’ b+tch, let me drive the boat
two hundred on the dash, but i’ma drive it slow
plugged in at wendy’s, bought my lil’ b+tch a five+for+four
bustin’ at the dip, i’m just waitin’ on her eyes to close
like, b+tch, adios
popped a perc’, drunk a six of wock’, now i’m comatose
auntie owe me a thousand dollars, where your mama go?
i been goin’ too hard, pull my d+ck out like, “where the condom go?”

[verse 2: manny mula]
b+tch got to trippin’, i done playеd her like a xylophone
shoеs six+fifty, might just wear ’em just to write a song
got some good plays on footb+lls, i told ’em ride along
fiend noddin’ off of fentanyl, he couldn’t fight the dog
i’m an old dirty b+st+rd, lil’ b+tch, ’cause i like it raw
hotheaded n+gga, i’ll blow you ‘fore i type it all
thirsty for a sack around this b+tch like they hiked the ball
pull up with the quickness for the bag, i don’t like to call
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
i couldn’t get the lid off the pint quick, had to bite it off
spent thirty racks up in saks, i’ma write it off
ironic everybody i was beefin’ with dyin’ off
drop a hundred out the trackhawk, now we slidin’ off
you be buyin’ dope with baking soda in it, i only buy soft
manny mula pulled out a thousand percs, tried to buy ’em all
b+tch, i’ma keep it real with you, i don’t lie at all
quarter million on me, pulled up on my fiend, he wanna buy a ball

[verse 4: rmc mike]
told her kiss the tip of my d+ck, she tried to bite it off
on mackin road tryna sell unc’ a hundred tylenols
b+tch got a lot of ass on her, she couldn’t hide it all
she really gave the p+ssy up for free, i didn’t try at all
unc’ got caught in the backyard tryna fight the dog
i am not comin’ out the crib unless a price involved
gettin’ head in traffic while i’m waitin’ on the pint to call
kicked the b+tch out, she said some sh+t i didn’t like at all

[verse 5: manny mula]
i done gave a b+tch a forty+ball, made her take the bite
mike could spit some tris in your face ’cause he hate the taste
eatin’ good, you know i need them extras, gotta scr+pe the plate
good dog bitin’ off the leash, tryna break the chain
n+gga spilled my cup in the section, he gon’ take the fade
hit her off a bean, got her singin’ like amazing grace
when we hit the scene, we be smellin’ like the house of dank
n+gga want a p, i’ma pull up with a pound of shake
unky hit a line of snow white and did the harlem shake
b+tch, get on the road, stuff these percs, do what father say
[verse 6: rio da yung og]
n+gga, you is not superman, how you gon’ dodge a k?
they barely see me in the hood, i be out the way
s550 with the cherry wrap
i make my money out a dope house, bro, i barely rap
ever since me and mike started, n+ggas scared to rap
you can’t put no fear inside my heart, but i’m scared of rats
buy some hit lean from a n+gga, cut it, then sell it back
widebody 2021, this a devil ‘cat
i’m finna bury me a n+gga, where a shovel at?
fifty+three thousand dollars on me now, where a presi’ at?
i just got some head from the b+tch, now i’m headin’ back
mike was gettin’ off too, he got head in the back
n+gga took off runnin’ from the k and got hit in the back
ten thousand for a f+ckin’ show, n+gga, schedule that

- rio da yung og manny mula rmc mike lyrics

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