Mike Voice

Lyrics

[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG] (Ooh, Sav killed it) Ah What up, Mike? Alright I'm a Percocet popper, nigga, you know what the fuck I do 30s, 15s, 20s, 10s, 75s, nigga And we drinkin' real Wock' [Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike] I'm a Percocet popper, Morton Grove sipper Ten thou' in ones, I'm a titty-bar tipper How you gon' rob us and we got six ARs with us? We got a .308, call this bitch a car flipper Glock givin' out shots, I call that bitch a bartender Made a lot of dumb decisions, really I'm a smart nigga Lyin' in your rap, put cap on it, you should go to a bar mitzvah Nigga playin' with his life, I left him at the park with it Me and Mike brothers, he lightskinned, but I'm a dark nigga Doot-da-da-doo-da-doot-doot, he thought Baby Shark hit him He took off runnin', hit him with the K, now the nigga cartwheelin' Pop him with some slacks on, I'm a sharp killer Shoot him in his ass with Glock, it look like a shark bit him I was sellin' dope, you was in the yard cart flippin' Big tons, when I go re-up, I bring a grocery cart with me Ridin' with seven different Glocks now, don't need AR with me [Verse 2: RMC Mike] In the booth drinking Wockesha out a Barneys cup Fuck that Lam', I really want me a Ferrari truck I don't fuck with Matt, but fuck it, hit Jeff Hardy up Ri a laid back-ass nigga, he don't party much [Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike] A MSR, two fake IDs, I fucked Target up I wear so much VLONE, somebody hit A$AP Bari up Slapped the fuck out this one nigga, fucked his Cartis up What you mean? Like you broke a nigga glasses? The devil in me, nigga, I'll rope a pastor [Verse 4: RMC Mike] I was in this bitch, off the, yeah Now I'm in this bitch goin' off the Addys Bitch pulled up BM-dub with no panties I used to drink real Act', ask granny I was gon' pop him, I'ma just backhand him Left the game for a minute, now a nigga back handy Eatin' licorice, gettin' my dick sucked, that's black candy I don't do the shit, but, yes, I'm a crack baby I ain't even wanna hit your bitch, the Act' made me Ran up three hundred thousand off of rap, that's crazy Cut into my bitch mama, "How you doin', fat baby?" Scoob slim as hell, shootin' shit up, that's shady Weed game fell off for a minute, it's back gravy Rio, pull up in that matte-black 'Cat and act crazy Went to A1 and spent a hundred on a fat eighthy [Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG] I'll punch the shit out your bitch and I slap babies This is not a foreign car, this a 'Lac, baby Drunk my first pint with my mama, I'm an Act' baby That is not real dog food, that's Similac, crazy I ain't never ran from shit, I'm a rack chaser Me and Mike tryna see who touch a hundred first, call that rack racin' Pop Percs and fuck hard, a backbreaker, she need a back brace Lil D chasin' BB-dubs, that's a fat chaser [Outro: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike] All yellow gold 41 with the black face Me and Rio dropped 41s with the fat face You a bum, I bet your mama know how the crack taste My head hurt, I drunk a four of Wock', now I'm back straight Hold on, it's my last day