No Free Features

Lyrics

[Intro: RMC Mike & RLSG KD] Bitch RLSG Gang Ayy [Verse 1: RLSG KD] My bitch only fuck with drug dealers, I don't feel special Told my fiends for a hundred rock, they gotta arm wrestle Remember catchin' plays with my cousin at the old Castles He fell out with his worker, tried to make his own schedule [Verse 2: RMC Mike] Bro just caught a body at the store and he made the news Told him bring me back a three pack of 1882s Unc' ran into some strong dog, this shit can take a two Ghost spent a stack on some Versaces that was navy blue [Verse 3: RLSG KD & RMC Mike] Dog spent a thousand on a gun he ain't even shoot Beefin' with some niggas, fuck around and shoot the bitches too Some old ladies seen us 'cross the street, we killed them bitches too Hit the block, serve one of my fiends, then I hit the booth [Verse 4: RLSG KD] Hit the club, scale in my pocket, servin' in there too Poppin' bottles, why you drinkin' beer? You ain't got no juice Fell out with my nigga, bought a pint and he ain't sell a deuce Caught an attitude with my bitch and punched her in the tooth [Verse 5: RMC Mike] Ain't no liquor in my cup, boy, I'm sippin' juice Unc' whacked four niggas in the car and killed the engine too Lil' cuz high off them bars, tryna remix the food Popped a Perc', gave one to my bitch, now she itchin' too [Verse 6: RLSG KD & RMC Mike] Gave my fiend a molly, then I heard he jumped off the roof Meanwhile, you fightin' with your bitch over W2s Niggas really hoes, boy, you used to get punked in school Heard you fell in love with a bitch 'cause she brung you some food [Verse 7: RLSG KD] Fell in love with guns, my role model was the DC Sniper Fuck around beat a nigga ass, I know the Crouching Tiger You a ho, don't ask to hit my 'Wood or use my lighter Won't buy a bitch shit, she wanna eat, she might get a slider [Verse 8: RMC Mike] How you hit the road, come back broke, but your pieces fire? Holographic scope on that chop so I can see farther Hit the O in the Chevy Volt, we had to recharge it I ain't signin' to no major label, I'm a street artist [Verse 9: RLSG KD] My bitch love to argue with me, I think she retarded Her daddy got an old K, he gotta kickstart it Shootout with some beef, I wanna open up a meat market Practice on real live people, I gotta hit my target [Verse 10: RMC Mike] Bro, this beat so motherfuckin' hard, I wanna restart it Five niggas, fifteen in this Glock, that's three for each target Ain't nobody gettin' no more features unless we solid Fell out with one of my favorite fiends 'cause I rerocked him [Verse 11: RLSG KD & RMC Mike] My favorite gun gotta be the Glock 'cause you can't de-cock it I'll put a nigga in a box, he think we boxin' Just poured a pint of Wocky 'cause they restocked it Bitch, I'm playin' with boy and girl if you need options