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rmc mike & rio da yung og – rio n mike lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
(it’s a wayne beat)
ahh

[verse 1: rmc mike]
aw sh+t, wayne done came with some grease again
2021 wide body, this b+tch cpn
i’m tryna f+ck, but her kids up, told her sneak me in
you tryna shop, b+tch, i got deals, we doin’ three for tens
i’m talkin’ ten thousand dollars
i know the answer to your equation, take out the problem
dior store closed on my b+tch, now we out the prada
i just drunk two lines of wock’ and an ounce of water
twenty+band play on the floor, we out tomorrow
b+tch, i need my d+ck sucked before you leave out this car
out of town lookin’ for some wock’, but we found some par
ten milli’ glued to my hip, don’t leave out the r
a hundred racks of jewelry on my neck, we some ghetto n+ggas
a thousand dollar loubs on my feet, stomp the pedal with it
her baby daddy broker than a b+tch, i’m a better image
i need your b+tch to stuff a big bag, it’s ’bout seven inches
three days into the new year, i done f+cked seven women
you need your new crib renovated, call fredrick willis
i can drink a f+ckin’ pint a day, i got seven kidneys
f+ck a baby chop, i just hit a n+gga block with eleven pistols
clip so big, i can shoot for ’bout eleven minutes
dropped thirty shots in the crowd and left several injured
opps know we got so many guns, they self+surrender
young n+gga made it out the mud, we some ghetto children
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
blowin’ a rifle at a n+gga car that’ll melt his engine
got a plug out in california that’ll mail a pigeon
middle of the hood tryna fishtail a bentley
ten milli’ on my hip same color as a penny
people sn+tched me, i ain’t say sh+t, b+tch, i’m kenny
i ain’t lettin’ a random n+gga wear my kit, i ain’t friendly
three tens and an rp 30, off a 60
i don’t dance, but i’ll grab the four+five and get jiggy
b+tch, stop blowin’ up my phone, i’m kinda busy
me and mike tryna do this song while i’m cookin’ sizzies
you a rookie when it come to dog food, you still use rizzy
first time peezy took me on flanders, drunk a deuce of rizzy
drunk so much wock’ this month, might remove a kidney
i prefer glocks, but if it get hectic, i’ll use a smitty
my shooter ain’t got sh+t up top, he’ll shoot a kiddy
three percs and an eight of wock’, i abuse the kitty
this a redeye h+llcat
i just cut the air with a blunt of cherry, can you smell that?
i just drunk a two liter by myself, got me feelin’ fat
four pints of wock’ is equivalent to a twelve of act’
tried to take my chain and run, twenty bullets hit his back
shootin’ a big+ass rifle with a pulley on the back
n+gga, i just put a gram of cookie in my black
lil’ bony b+tch, but the p+ssy kind of fat
yeah, i’m finna hit her raw
thirty+nine bullets in the car, bullet hit his jaw
i just found an eight of red, now i’m sippin’ it
p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t gon’ do sh+t, he a cl+toris
she a squirter, you can tell when you tickle it
i just got sixty+five hundred for a ‘bow of snicklefritz
n+ggas f+ckin’ with the flow ’cause it’s ignorant
baby ghost just bought another k, he belligerent
i couldn’t find no wockhardt, now i’m sippin’ tris
thick b+tch with a small waist and some little tits
first time i drunk act’, i remember it
bought a two+liter cream soda, poured a six in it

- rmc mike rio da yung og lyrics

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