DD4 lyrics

[Intro: RMC Mike]
(Enrgy, man, why you do that, man?)
b*tch
(You recordin', Smerf?)

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Baby K, seventy-five rounds, I got it right now
Ri, pass me a Perc' 30, I'm tryna bite down
Hit a n*gga b*tch, her pus*y stink, I wanna fight now
I drunk a six and erased all my music off of iCloud
Six-four, supercharged engine, you hear the pipe growl
Blowin' 93, that's 87, I seen a light cloud
Hardheaded, go get all my guns when the vice out
They said he lockin' up all the rats and lettin' mice out
Walk in my granny crib and pour lean on her white couch
b*tch, now I'm iced out
You better not touch that switch, 'cause my whole neck a lighthouse
A n*gga want an EP, I charge him fifty-five thou'
Caught him sneak dissin' and wеnt up top with a live round

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Used to be a young hothеad, I got ice now
Four-five'll clog a n*gga system up, he better pipe down
I been punchin' in for some years, I wanna write now
I just said the hardest sh*t off my brain, you probably write it down
On-hand cash, I can buy what I want right now
Like let me buy that watch right now
Let me buy that Glock right now
You got five pounds of weed? I'll buy 'em all right now
You got three pints of lean, n*gga? Let me buy you out
Had a bad redbone b*tch, but I ain't like her mouth
Smart talkin', kicked her out the whip, b*tch, now start walkin'
Me and Mike just drunk a whole pint, feel like my heart stoppin'
Drop a hundred rounds in your Scat Pack and let the car park you
n*gga tryna pour a deuce up, you don't get dark often?
At the doctor office tryna get some Wock, so I start coughin'
I think I got COVID
Oh, I got gonorrhea? I did not know it
I've been f*ckin' all the bad hoes raw since I started flowin'
[Verse 3: RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG]
We done drunk over a thousand pints, you just started pourin'
I'm the G.O.A.T., b*tch gave me some pus*y and then started hoein'
I just set my wrist out the window and it started snowin'
Come sign to Ghetto Boy Records, yeah, we part-owners
I ain't got no love in me, I need a heart donor
Jumped in a big dually truck, ran a car over
Thirty milligram Oxycontin, you a bar owner
I bought my first crib off sh*t talkin', you a car owner
Nasty n*gga, nut in my b*tch, then fart on her
Nodded off my whole sixteen, let me start over
80K in all hundreds, but I made a credit card purchase
Couldn't find Wock, don't like Tris, I had a Par moment
b*tch said, "Send the Cash App," I don't think my debit card workin'
Me and Mike finna smoke your whole bag, leave the jar open
Came out the crib fresher than a b*tch, I left her heart open
I ain't gon' lie, today, I wanna slide, is the park open?
Damn near cried thinkin' 'bout my life, had a dark moment
b*tch pus*y bigger than a b*tch, I parked a car on her
I need some lamb chops and a double shot, is the bar open?
Seen an opp walkin' down the street, sic AR on him
And naw, not the standard kind
f*cked her off a Perc', made her squirt, now her panties dryin'
Hit her off a six, missionary, it's hammer time
Damn, I wanna pour this ounce up, but this my granny line
I ain't gon' lie, this b*tch so bad that her panties fine
Ridin' with a gun, a hundred racks, and two pints, it's family time
Yes, I'm addicted to the lean, but not any kind
Ridin' with the smallest Draco, yeah, the mini kind
Took a b*tch to steal from her fam, yeah, her granny blind
My n*gga caught a B, then took the plea, they gave him plenty time
[Outro: RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG]
No, I did not f*ck none of them strippers at 69
sh*t, I ain't gon' lie, I f*cked one sixty times
Damn, I told her sixty lies
sh*t, you could keep the ten milli', four-nicky mine
Okay
Gucci shoes on with Mickey Mouse, yeah, the Disney kind
Man (Alright), huh?
Thirty clip and then one standard drum, that's fifty-five
Told bro to send 'em through the air, not the Frisbee kind
No
No