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100packsavy


[Intro: RMC Mike, 100packsavy]
b*tch, Ay

(ENRGY Made This One)

[Verse 1: 100packsavy]
Exclusive Vlone drip from out of town, you ain't got this
Bro dropped some sh*t in the pot that looks like hot gritz
Got my n*gga Mike in the booth, we talkin' hot sh*t
Justin passed a opp pass me the .40, finna pop it

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
100packsavy hit my line, finna drop a classic
I'm finna hit a n*gga b*tch, bring me a box of Magnums
Gotta shoot the package O.T. call Helicopter Daniel
Bloodline 100% raw f*ck a c*cker Spaniel

[Verse 3: 100packsavy]
We in this b*tch we talkin' spicy like a Jalapeno
Yellow gold top to bottom look like Ochocinco
Took his b*tch he looking for her just like Finding Nemo
Riding with a thousand-some bars in an El Camino

[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
Spice Talk 101 I'm the gang leader
I popped him with my brother Glock, we еxchanged heaters
Last week I stuffеd di*k in my ninth grade teacher
And I get bands to speak the word, I'm a paid preacher
[Verse 5: 100packsavy]
n*gga flexing in a Scat Pack but it's his girls' car
Knocked the n*gga out the next morning, I'm on WorldStar
100pack and RMC Mike this b*tch so hard
My fiend brought a n*gga Benihana's gave him 4 bars

[Verse 6: RMC Mike]
Ay, I'm all the way in Denver wit it
My n*gga passed me a wood with Billy Kimber in it
b*tch spilled my cup in the car, almost killed her in it
Only took 6 months to get this far, I'm a different n*gga

Damn, now I need a rental
I ain't f*ckin' with you baby unless it's beneficial
I ain't gotta prove sh*t, boy I been official
Dog thought I had my Glock on me, this a different pistol

[Verse 7: 100packsavy]
Ay, I threw 500 in the air, b*tch that's a high-five
I'm standing on the couch in the club looking for wifi
Pull a blunt right out my pocket like I'm Craig wa-la
Finally got connected now I'm trappin' off the iPod

Sike, I can't even cap
These n*ggas know I'm on probation so I sparked a black
My new b*tch ass fatter than a pumpkin patch
Took her to the suite, beat it up like a punching bag
[Verse 8: RMC Mike]
Hit the plug up with a large order
Your b*tch gave me dumb brain, I drunk a smart water
Yeah I get love in the A, but I don't like Georgia
Infatuated with the drank, I'm a pint hoarder

I just dropped a new verse and bought some white Forces
Asked bro how much weed he got, he said a light forest
You ain't got no money for a verse, give me a pint for it
Hell no I ain't gotta rehearse or even write for it

[Verse 9: 100packsavy]
My lil' cousin bought a Glock, he only fifteen
Buzzin' in Balenciaga's, n*gga that's a big B
My swipin' n*gga just pulled up on me with a big screen
This n*gga wanted 8, I remixed him, but it look clean

Doing donuts in the parking lot, got into a fender bender
Baby draco with the wood on it, almost got a splinter
Light skin b*tch with big lips she look like Kylie Jenner
Short a n*gga out a QP, I'm that type of n*gga

[Verse 10: RMC Mike]
Really can't see so I put a beam on my Glock
Red dot on my AR just for hunting opps
Nephew f*cked up he gettin' horny off of gunshots
Automatic switch on the side this that one shot
[Verse 11: 100packsavy]
Got Gucci glasses on my face, I don't need a beam
My lil' Arab got the chops, I think his name Habib
I saw my opps and got to sliding like some oil sh*t
Hit her from the back, she pull her phone out start recording me
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