Steph, Klay & Draymond

Album cover art for "Steph, Klay & Draymond" by AllStar JR & RMC Mike & Louie Ray

AllStar JR & RMC Mike & Louie Ray - Rap

Steph, Klay & Draymond

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[Verse 1: Louie Ray] It's Louie Lou and nothing other Got one of my quarter runners, it's just me and my brother I just one hundred through Loui shoes cost me one skunnid This a turn around, I'll be back before my hoes notice It's a hundred rounds, I'm tryna leave with 40 after blowing And that extra 40 if somebody see us rollin' Had to scratch off, like a Nascar how I control it Roof back off, I thought it was the rain for a moment Got the pack off, probably was off a dub before it cracked off We was running through the bags of meth like it's bath salts Trynna use my name let me get the Yeezy's half off From a quarter brick to a nickel whеn I bag talk [Verse 2: RMC Mike] 40 dollar lease turned into lifеtime problems She gave me head for the fun, I took the life out her tonsils Hit maker bitch, I be taking white out the ounces I dilute that straight drop, I made her drive up to the mountains I'm that feeling that you feel when you're tryna make some cheese Nigga sit your ass down, you couldn't tolerate the beef Used to start so much shit, but now I'm tryna make some peace "Rio what you make today?" that's how our conversations be Dope feins walking down the block and catching every sale Made a name from strictly spice talkin' did it very well Niggas ain't never sold a crumb, that shit be ferry-tale Seen my cousin maken a half a ticket off a Larry bails [Verse 3: AllStarJR] In the spot loose as hell, bagging up some powder Soft good as shit, I'mma pull some extras outta Writing feature verses while my fein take a shower You wanna meet me at the booth, bitch thats an extra thousand Loui duffle full of work, it's time to re-cop Tell you it's untouched, but it's reblock Forty thousand grams in my weed spot My mans know I hit yo' bitch, I told him eavesdrop (I told him 'listen I know that bitch gon' cap') Nigga shooting up cars like I hardly hit him That's what happens when your bullets come from Party City Know a nigga killed your mans, you in the party with him Knowing he'll beat your ass, you ain't start shit with him

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Credits

Writers
  • AllStar JR
  • RMC Mike
  • Louie Ray