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rmc mike - devils lake lyrics

[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
huh, gotta know that sh+t— this sh+t, yeah (elijah)
alright (f+ck the fire, we got grease)
hey, huh

[verse]
i can’t wait to spend a million on a watch
countin’ up the backend while i’m kickin’ it with fox
brodie got the block beat, put a chicken in the spot
turnt off this rap sh+t, i’m tryna give it all i got
hmm, swap out the barrel, throw a fifty in the glock
rio was ’bout to take over but they put him on a box
love my b+tch, when i call her, she be jimmy on the spot
ain’t gotta ask for no head, she gon’ hit me off the top
hmm, i’m talkin’ top crazy
shoutout to the 6, i’m a block baby
n+gga tried to arm wrestle and got shot, baby
bullets hit him in his chest, b+tch, i’m tom brady
the car won’t stop whinin’ like crybaby
police took my ten mil’, but the nine made it
b+tch, you all over the place like a blind lady
and you used to be the sh+t, look how the time changed, huh
the way she ate my d+ck got my mind changin’
.308 hit his back, got the spine danglin’
i need a ten just to rap, that’s a down payment
hit his whip a hundred times like a dalmatian
hmm, i’m talkin’ overk!ll
my b+tch drivin’, got a play out in otisville
and get it independently, i say, “no” to deals
always stand in front line like a soldier will
i’ma blow this b+tch first, f+ck bussin’ back
you know the drank old, it came bubble wrapped
i bought a brand new glock with the double tap
we really talk sh+t, you n+ggas mumble rap
he finna dig his own grave, get a shovel back
one day i walked to my play and took the shuttle back
what you made in your deal, i done doubled that
b+tch sucked the d+ck so good, call her double neck
she do it so sloppy
i’ma turn ’em to some bacon if they f+ck with ocky
i’m sippin’ qua’+qua’, not no f+ckin’ wocky
they both tried to run down, i caught a double body
that’s a double homi’, i mean double play
i’m just tryna play it safe, i threw the drugs away
i’m my own man, don’t listen what the devil say
this b+tch got a throat deeper than devil’s lake
cuddy pulled up with some drank, we spent eleven k
i tried to quit, i was hung’ before eleven days
you can’t tell me ’bout the game if you never played
i grinded out the mud just to see better days
b+tch, we better made

- rmc mike lyrics

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