Chocolate 41 lyrics

[Intro: RMC Mike]
Ooh, sh*t, that's a Danny G beat
b*tch!

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Chocolate face 41 on, look like a piece of cake
I love bro, he get them bows gone in a decent rate
I done rolled trees in every single f*ckin' pop, I can't defeat the taste
Mike been goin' hard, I can't stop, I didn't bleed the brakes
I'm tryna make a million dollars for Jesus' sake
Called Rio with a pint of ack, he said "Leave 'em eighth"
I poured a four in a can of pop, you wouldn't believe the taste
I camе back home with some clothes, you wouldn't bеlieve it's fake

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
b*tch think I'm really pullin' up, I'm a week away
Hit him in his head with the chop', you should've seen his face
Put a hole in a b*tch heart, 'so big she gon' bleed for days
Got a freaky b*tch with me, gettin' high and drinkin' skeet and drank
Tryna count a hunnid up in small bills, I'ma need a day
Dawg got his shoes tied tight 'cause his feet stank
Yo' mans got hit with a K, I'm with Freeze eatin' cheesecake
Hunnid-thousand-dollars, all dubs, the illegal way
Woke up and went shoppin', I might buy a DE today
Then I ran into a soft plug in Montego Bay
Okay, I know I got a pint but I need more drank
n*gga better tuck his chain in, it's a Deebo day
Get yo' ass knocked out like yo' pops do
I just poured so much wock, it turned the pop blue
Overkill when I grip the steal, I won't stop shootin'
f*ck, let me stop drinkin' this lean, I gotta drop tooth
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Ri', I need some lean bad, I can't stop cootin'
Damn, the b*tch ain't got no ass, but it's a lot movin'
Okay, we popped another opp, we got the drop to him
Lou' came home with the zaza's, got the spot boomin'
Tell my b*tch you wanna have sex, but she a mean f*ck
Scooter on the floor, shootin' ducks, he tryna clean up
Boy, you nasty, hittin' anything, you let a fiend f*ck
Gave lil' D a pint of Tris, like "Put the green up"

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Damn it, I been tryna f*ck you for some years with yo' mean butt
Wock, wock, black, black, black, put the weed up
OxyContin, 30mg, tee'd up
Tryna drink two pints right now, hit two Gs up
I know double tryna drop a bag, motherf*cker
I remember drinkin' red, f*cked up down to my last cent
I feel like Berry, turned around in the O and get some fast money
Them dumbass n*ggas gon' beat you and them up, bunch of crash demos
I ain't pay nobody for a n*gga that I could've shot myself
I'm bustin' off the hip instantly, damn near popped myself
You ain't gotta hold me down when I do this time, sh*t, I got myself
f*cked up in the head, seen my stash, almost robbed myself
Heard ya'll really workin', finna go talk to god myself
All the lean got you goin' in and out, I want a nine myself
n*gga did some dumb sh*t, fried his taco shell
200K on me in dubs, eatin' Taco Bell
[Outro]
Ooh, sh*t, that's a Danny G beat