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rtb mb - intro lyrics

[intro]
e+e+e+enrgy made this one
ayy, rtb sh+t

[chorus]
27 days, n+gga, 27 nights
mac+11 k’s, n+gga, 40 got a knife
got this lightskin, she bad, put her on a flight
she said “you only wanna hit”, i said “d+mn, girl, you right”
and her n+gga found out, i told him “d+mn, bro, that’s life”
i finessed the whole target in front of 12, b+tch, i’m nice
my shooter from the mitten, out in charlotte, glen rice
i ain’t never had sh+t, now i bought a benz twice

[verse]
why you flexin’ on the ‘gram, tryna get your likes up?
yeah, we saw that you snitched, judge had it typed up
they put pressure on a diamond, now my chain iced up
i done been through it all, i look at pain like “what?”
what else you gon’ hit me with?
my n+gga good with number scams
[?]
told my n+gga “leave the hoes alone”, i’m a hypocrite
tryna match a rollie, you ain’t even got a wrist for this
[?] my ex and drove 30 minutes, she be quick to [?]
in the 305, i’m prolly chillin’ with a different chick
real n+gga versus rap n+gga, it’s a difference
they askin’ “how much for the fit?”, i told ’em “it’s a brick”
what’s good, bro? ain’t sh+t, chasin’ commas
i could never trust a b+tch, yeah, only [?] mama
why we fightin’ in the stores, girl? this ain’t the place for drama
white boy hittin’ harder than a ring, talkin’ donna
oops, i meant dana
finna catch a pj with all baddies to topanga
i been f+ckin’ with the models, but i’m switchin’ to the singers
kel’s got that red beam on your head, you in danger
everytime i’m in the a with rtb, then it’s a banger
hit a couple double r’s, we finna bring them b+tches out
i just got you a bag, girl, what the f+ck you trippin’ ’bout?
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no spankin’ when we pull them switches out
caught his mans with his pants down at a b+tches house
we been whippin’ in the crib, we had to flip the kitchen out
got a 40 with a long nose, scottie pippen snout
you f+ckin’ with the wrong hoes, they put your business out
dirty drink got a strong hoe, make him spit it out
i up 10 on my old hoe, said “you missin’ out”
i put twin on my old pros and make him get it out
i put rims on my whole chrome, bullets hit his mouth
your bm on my whole phone, make her sit it out
[chorus]
27 days, n+gga, 27 nights
mac+11 k’s, n+gga, 40 got a knife
got this lightskin, she bad, put her on a flight
she said “you only wanna hit”, i said “d+mn, girl, you right”
and her n+gga found out, i told him “d+mn, bro, that’s life”
i finessed the whole target in front of 12, b+tch, i’m nice
my shooter from the mitten, out in charlotte, glen rice
i ain’t never had sh+t, now i bought a benz twice

[outro]
rtb
ehh, gang, gang
i told you

- rtb mb lyrics

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