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rmc mike - rmc bengee lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
bengee, go ahead

[verse 1: rmc bengee]
60k around my throat, i hop out the benz, she like, “who is he?”
i just flew her in for a week and put her in a suite
sorry if you was tryna reach her, my fault, probably was on dnd
sent her back in chanel, he broke her phone, we ain’t spoke in weeks
i just put 30k up in her purse to show that he ain’t me
big stepper, you would think i’m with a frat how i play the [?]
real money counter, i hang around zeros like i’m [?]
i’m the one who set the table, i’m the reason why thesе n+ggas eat
6 god, they keep sayin’ preach, i gotta lеad the streets
finally found my purpose, got the league, you can follow me
put my mom in prada ’cause she always say she proud of me
gen on me everywhere i go, they can’t get rid of me
last n+ggas played, i had lil’ bro ‘nem put ’em in a leaf
i just counted a hundred all dubs, it only took ’til three
we was only down one bucket, but i still took the three
free bucko and skip, i’ma keep screamin’ ’til my demons free

[chorus: rmc bengee]
tell my mama she ain’t gotta worry ’cause we up now
real money counter, everything around me, it get bustdown
she ain’t play her role, now she sick when i come ’round
gen on me everywhere i go, i can’t put bling down
i hop out the benz feelin’ like martin, i’m the man now
lost a couple people on the way up, they should’ve stayed down
i know the assignment, gotta stay focused, i got the torch now
i know my assignment, gotta stay focused, i got the torch now
[verse 2: rmc bengee]
i can’t pay the opps no attention, these n+ggas superfans
i get 30k in your city every time i’m poppin’ in
new chain alert, they in my comments like, “he dropped again”
lil’ bro like taz, all he wanna do is spin and grin
police pulled me over in my g wagen, but they ain’t find the gen
gotta stay cautious, bl!cky on me, can’t let ’em box me in
plr came with a kit, ain’t no way i’ll box again
i done swept my heart under the—
me and mike havin’ our way and they can’t take that sh+t
my legs made for a pay race and i can’t chase no b+tch

[outro: rmc mike]
on my mama, b+tch

- rmc mike lyrics

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