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letra de back 2 back - rmc mike & rio da yung og

[intro]
(mama, zachary makin’ beats again)

[verse 1: rmc mike]
me and rio in the booth smokin’ berner’s cookie
b-tch got her brother tryna k!ll you ’cause you burned her p-ssy
i heard you paid for her tuition, guess you earned the p-ssy
boy, you still ain’t hit, you wasn’t worth the p-ssy
popped a perc’, f-ck her for an hour, she said i hurt the p-ssy
i just dropped a new song, i got her twerkin’ to it
last week, i shot the engineer ’cause he stole my music
rio poured an eight in a one-liter, it look so amusing

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
two weeks ago, i hit some twins, it was so confusing
thousand-round clip, it’ll shoot from thursday to tuesday
this b-tch’ll drop a paragraph, it ain’t got no conclusion
i don’t think you n-ggas see the point, but this ain’t no amus-m-nt
i ain’t f-ck that b-tch, she had a virus like a broke computer
irritated, doin’ my homework, i almost woke the tutor
got an ounce of lean from lil e and bought an o from scooter
my son finna turn two years old, i let him hold the toolie

[verse 3: rmc mike]
i can’t believe this sh-t, ri, my cousin stole my toolie
and he went and murked a n-gga ’cause he went and sold him the wrong movie
i played it crazy on my b-tch, i did her so groovy
ran into a rich-ass fiend, that f-cker sold duallys
[verse 4: rio da yung og]
unc’ got indicted, he got caught with a chrome toolie
my auntie caught a body off a vic’, she was so moody

[verse 5: rmc mike]
lil’ cuz’ll k!ll you with a mic’ for only four-twenty
beat my sister ass ’cause i found out she sold coochie

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
just seen an opp slippin’, he my n-gga, i let him hold twenty
how you screamin’, “r.i.p. quanny,” but you don’t know woodie?

[verse 7: rmc mike]
a stay around some louis sh-t like he don’t know gucci
big bro got some strong dog, n-gga, no poodle
lamb chops, extra rice, n-gga, no noodles
i just drunk an eight of hi-tech, i feel my soul movin’
n-ggas in they heart about a b-tch, i put a hole through it
been in the booth for six years, i can drop old music

[verse 8: rio da yung og]
chase a n-gga down in the scat or i can old-school it
n-ggas shootin’ k’s from the corner, they some long shooters
you just be shootin’ up houses, you ain’t hit no humans
take a thirty-round to the booth and drop pole music

- rmc mike rio da yung og

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