Non Cense lyrics

[Intro]
I'll do it if you will, Lloyd
Okay, you go first
No, uh-uh, no, you go first
No, you go first
No, you go first
No, you go first
I always go first
Why don't you guys both stop acting like a couple of pussies and go at the same time, huh?
(Treshawn on the beat)
That sounds like a dare, Harry
It's a double dare
Yeah, okay

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
n*gga, we gon' get rich I find the right dog
Hit a n*gga once in his sh*t, he called the fight off
Plug hit me with some new sh*t, we selling ice balls
Drunk a pint, fell straight to sleep, I took a night off
Unc' hit me up for some hard, I sold him drywall
Chopper disinfect you pus*y n*ggas like some Lysol
Slow the car down, roll down the window, cut the lights off
Cuz trippin', he just popped a n*gga and took his mics off
Told doc' I just need codeine and some Percocet
Dog, I'm in pain, I'm tryna see which one work the best
I wasn't even tryna hit girlie, but she wrote a check
Bro found some Act', I took three sips and broke a sweat
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Honestly, f*ck the money, I just only want respect
My n*gga damn near got killed selling a loaded strap
In the Hellcat I CPN'd, I gotta take it back
Seen a thick b*tch walking home, almost broke my neck
Picked her up, but I ain't even f*ck, I just broke her neck
Wocky hit, when this sh*t pop, I'm buyin' a purple 'Vette
n*gga said he had some Qualitest, I never heard of that
sh*t thin as hell, it look like some dish detergent
Nah, I'm just bullsh*ttin' with y'all, I still drink Quali'
Light skin, tattoos on her face, she a freak probably
f*ck your brother, I call Ghost and make him bring the Tommy
Shot a pregnant b*tch, she had twins, I caught three bodies

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
If auntie hit this dog, she coming back for seconds
Bro popped a Xan', went to church, and tried to whack the reverend
Got a zip of Runtz and went and got a deuce of Act' from Quetta
He working with the red white and blue, n*gga Captain America
Been on the road with them blues, you can ask Erica
Plug showed love on the price, but I'm taxing extra

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
b*tch, I'm on a different level
I'm in a 'Cat, you in a standard, we got different pedals
Seventeen shots in the standard, the other clip extra
Chillin' with a thot, gettin' top, the other b*tch extra
I'll f*ck one, but we cannot ménage, the other b*tch special
I'm an outlaw, my b*tch a demon, she Miss Sarah
She used to come and buy whole grams, damn, I miss Sarah
The b*tch smoked a zip when she was pregnant, had a miscarriage
[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
This Cookie hitting harder then a freight train
You said you got a problem with who? n*gga, state names
I've been getting money back when you was going to Lakes Gate
Thousand grams of dog, this sh*t heavy like a Great Dane
Police ever get behind this car, I got a fake name
Bro be making fake ID cards, he got eight names
f*cked a b*tch, her son wouldn't go to sleep, I bought him eight games
Finessed a white b*tch for two thousand off a fake page

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung Og]
I just sold a nine piece for eighty-seven
I can call the plug from underground, I got great connections
Cooked a brick of soft, it came out looking like mozzarella
My n*gga want a twelve piece hard, I'm 'bout to Taco Bell him

[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
My n*gga play with cheese, no provolone, he got sharp and cheddar
Rio nasty, he just poured a four in the Dr Pepper
I love the way your b*tch suck di*k, but she kind of extra
Twelve K for a mink that look like a spotted leopard