lirik lagu rmc mike - drug bust
[intro: ytb fatt]
(d~mn, jakesand)
ugh, ugh (lil’ n~gga)
[verse 1: ytb fatt]
rolls truck, lamb’, seventy thousand in a duffel
my cousin had bought it, but he turned to a undercover
you ain’t never got served by a n~gga with camera in his shades?
the gang called, said he got a kid right to the stand
what you know ’bout ten b~tches for one man?
what you know ’bout ten racks and all ’em you had love for?
poured thirty ounces, sh~t same size as a man
it took too long to pick, so i’m f~ckin’ all of ’em
and i was a young n~gga when i first seen a drug bust
i tapped bruh and told him, “time to f~ck the world up”
and i just did a sold~out show with a snug nose
and he ain’t rat on one n~gga, he told on all of ’em
i told my n~gga, “i’m down forever, i never bеlieve in switchin'”
this sh~t gettin’ too big, wе takin’ phone from all the b~tches
i can let you come around and sh~t, but this how you can’t feel me
every time i show a n~gga how to pop it, he run with it
[verse 2: rmc mike]
you n~ggas want some smoke on my chopper, then come get it
sh~ll catcher on this b~tch on the bottom of a hun~ditty
we pull up back~to~back, bps and one hemi
that n~gga actin’ like a tough guy, he took one heatin’
take his ass to the land and let a fox k!ll him
unc’ paid an extra seventy thousand, it’s a drop billi’
drop a three inside a twenty, wait until this pop hit
fell asleep up in that p~ssy, high as h~ll, did not finish
glock with a b~tton sittin’ on my lap while i ride
i ain’t got no opps, sh~t, every other day, them n~ggas dyin’
chill out, fox, i’ll let you get the last k!ll, but this one mine
we can break out half a mil’, i’m talkin’ any given time
baby, arp with a k!ll switch, i’m tryna drill sh~t
you pulled a deuce in three different pops ’cause not a real six
they told me all you n~ggas broke as h~ll and need a real fix
ten thousand blues on a field trip ’cause i don’t feel rich
[verse 3: ytb fatt]
new spot, three models, decorate the mansion
i shine every time it come to mind that i ain’t have it
bruh had to peel this off, before he do it, make sure you whack him
hundred p’s through the airport, but he got tackled
i told him, “pcn,” but next time he sat right there and struggled
they ain’t take me serious, no talk, got to myself and i showed ’em
i played with her love, it hurt my soul to see her leave
but f~ck her, i don’t mind seein’ a maid walk in the groceries
[verse 4: rmc mike]
i ain’t got time to f~ck you rat hoes, i’m usin’ lotion
all you gotta do is run that paper up and use the motion
i told fatt to crack another pint and leave it open
we pour a eight, six, then a deuce and now we focused
take me to a local city where they buyin’ dog at
you can check the background on this sh~t, i’m comin’ all facts
movin’ like joe biden ’round this b~tch, i’m comin’ all black
if i was ricky, i would’ve popped dog and took my ball back
[outro: rmc mike]
b~tch
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