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letra de huhh - rmc mike & rio da yung og

[intro: rmc mike]
ooh sav k!lled it
b-tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
five piece laptop dinner, with the zip sauce
bro bought a .50 cal rifle, don’t get picked off
my b-tch on her period, finna f-ck her lips off
dawg bought a pint but it was hit, he got ripped off
ayy, now i’m p-ssed off
sold three hundred grams of some pup, now i’m a big dog
rio droppin’ tapes every month, all sh-t talk
pre-game gettin’ my sick sucked before the kickoff
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
kick a n-gga in his face in some prestos
got my b-tch f-cking with the girl like she a lesbo’
stomp a n-gga out then hit him with a elbow
then have mike kicks his ribs in, in some sh-ll toes
shoot yo’ son in the head, might go to h-ll for it
but now you got a baby ghost, ain’t talkin ‘trel though
drive the bow’s from cali’, what the f-ck i need the mail for?
don’t come around me, you ain’t talkin’ pape’, you n-ggas smell broke

[verse 2: rmc mike]
ayy rio, we superstars
finna drop dum and dumber too, this b-tch super hard
engine in the back, lil’ n-gga this a supercar
bring me ten bands and we can race, this b-tch supercharged
ayy i got a point-two of hard
finna give it to my auntie for a newer car
yeah that’s bro b-tch but i f-cked her, she was choosin’ hard
rio dropped thirty on a n-gga, he a shootin’ star

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
twenty shots from the backseat, i don’t shoot up cars
hit him in his head, now i’m jumpin’ out a moving car
you won’t even k!ll a n-gga sober, you need two whole bars
did a song with mike and dropped a six, i need two more bars
i mean i need two more lines
hit him in his stomach, he survived, shot him two more times
you n-ggas cheaper than some hanes boxers
drop thirty shots and hit the crowd, i missed the main target
[verse 4: rmc mike]
n-gga, f-ck yo’ main artist
me and rio surfin’ on these n-ggas, we the wave starters
dropped a honda civic in the pot, pulled a wraith out it
never knew i could talk my sh-t and make pape’ out it

[verse 5: rio da yung og]
i dropped some flour in the pot and pulled a cake out it
i just did some janky sh-t and made eight thousand
i could spend a thousand every day, ain’t no pape’ problems
dropped seven songs playin’ around and made a tape out it

[verse 6: rmc mike]
ri’, that’s very understanding
.40 with a beam, line you up like glass [?]
slapped forty in the galil, took the back off sandy
got a name for each and every one, these straps like family

[verse 7: rio da yung og]
you n-ggas sweeter than a bag of candy
had to put my hands on my b-tch ’cause she was acting friendly
charged amanda eighty ’cause she loyal, but i’m taxin’ tammy
made her ass give me one-fifty for a half a grammy

- rmc mike rio da yung og

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