Harri & Loyd

Lyrics

(Ooh, Don) [Verse 1: RMC Mike] Ri' had an 8 I had an 8 but we dropped it separate Nigga when I'm pourin drank it ain't no measurin Hit yo bitch once and then left she actin desperate My bitch gotta have a fat ass and some etiquette [Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG] R I O you know them 3 letters I usually gotta to drink a pint it help me sleep better Yo bitch had a dick appointment got it rescheduled Right now I'm gettin money I don't wanna be sexual [Verse 3: RMC Mike] Ri' this is more than a talent nigga we special forgot to go and fuck my new bitch I gotta reschedule I was off a four of hi-tec and 3 edibles Give a nigga 1 or 2 chances but I can't keep helpin you Bitch our bars hit harder than snake venom Told plug to bring a biggie down he brought faith with him Having conversations with my uncle he from Great Britain Told him bring 20 of them things down for thanksgiving [Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG] I told Dre to pull up he brought a K with him My nigga institutionalized he stay trippin Told him come and cut this work for me a brought a shank with him We used to buy 50 cent juices and po' drank in em My fiend bought a cake I smashed his face in it My trainer made me a protein shake I dropped a 8 in it I told bro to pull up and bring the Drac with him We finna slide on the opps he brought some skates with him [Verse 5: RMC Mike] Bitch you know it's rookie season told Bud to put that glue down you know it's cookie season Bro made a play for ten bos and got 20 even Snuck the baby K in sixty nine and shot 20 people [Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG] This Glock will sit yo ass down like a fuckin bleacher Caught a body on the south side then caught the bus to Beecher [Verse 7: RMC Mike] Nigga I ain't go to school I couldn't trust the teachers 3-O-8 hold Michael Jackson bullets they be touchin people [Verse 8: Rio Da Yung OG] They can't keep up with us We in a fuckin demon The Glock gotta dick on it but it ain't bussin semen I'm finna hit a Hunnid grams and drop a bunch of people Finesse your granny out her money I'm a fuckin preacher [Verse 9: RMC Mike] Told bae I ain't fucking her I'm just stuffing keisha But she listen make her spike your drank with some oven cleaner Switch it up told Keiana I don't know no fucking keisha I just get The head from Keiana but I'm fucking keisha [Verse 10: Rio Da Yung Og] Damn, we in a different bag I used to drink act in high school I wasn't skipping class Had to go and get my GED, cause I didn't pass My cousin smoke regs, he'll kill you for a nickel bag [Verse 11: RMC Mike] Have my young fiend come smoke you for a tenth of crack Took my daddy Glock robbed a nigga but I put it back Rolled 7 grams of runtz, with a .2 of wax Bro caught a body spent twelve and did two flat [Verse 12: Rio Da Yung Og] Niggas bums jumped fresh to prom and took the shoes back Spent a band on some Big Bs, they was blue and black Pockets fat, I've been eating good, I need two blacks Locked in, never falling off like some screwbacks