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rio da yung og x rmc mike x grindhard e – still spice talkin lyrics

[rio da yung og]

me and e talkin big sh+t, professionally
b+tch i’m somewhere gettin money don’t question me
took the book of the wock pint i need the recipe
yeah i think this 8 a lil short, remeasure me
just dropped a lil b+tch she called her bro but he scared of me
i always get the red cheap when me and granny meet
i’ll shoot this b+tch from anywhere like i’m danny green
she always give me top, she ain’t never got no head from me
i shop on one side of the set, i don’t sky walk
just seen a opp strollin now that n+gga in the sky walkin
my bag probably short cause today i been high ballin
n+gga ran his mouth and got shot, he died talkin
gucci jeans and louis vuitton pants i don’t buy balmain
don’t know what dawg drive bro just shoot at every white charger
we got the city hot from doin all that spice talkin
b+tch shut the f+ck up while me, e and mike talkin

[rmc mike]

yeah, okay it’s my turn
n+ggas amateur at cookin dope he let the pot burn
pull up on yo ass wit the chop the clip got a curve
i heard you told that b+tch that i was broke boy you got some nerves
rio drop big 40 ones, sh+t mines next
new b+tch bad as h+ll, she got fine s+x
my ex b+tch tried to double back i declined that
today i’m feelin boujee “aye boo where the wine at?”
i be lyin to my b+tch face when i tell the truth
i heard you out here tellin on your mans i’m scared of you
n+ggas can’t bite what i be sayin got a extra tooth
feds might come and pick us up for talkin very loose
whole team doin good we worked our ass off
doc i need a 8 of red i got a bad cough
chillin in the trap wit my fiend drinkin mad dog
finesse a n+gga b+tch for the head and then stab off

[grindhard e]

f+cked up gave a b+tch my number she won’t stop callin
fell out wit my n+gga he asked for drank now i gotta quote em
ain’t got no dope fiends keep callin now i gotta stall em
told my b+tch to go get some syrup she won’t stop coughin
n+gga play wit me he mine as well go buy a coffin
shot a n+gga house up everybody in the house crawlin
but i’m the type to shoot a couple shots til i see em fallin
it’s hard for me to record a whole verse when all sales keep callin
almost ditched her ass cause i don’t see her often
tina said the dope straight drop that it made her vomit
anybody bring up spice talk they gotta pay us homage
white boy thought he bought some vikes but he bought naproxen

- rio da yung og x rmc mike x grindhard e lyrics

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