[Lyric] Shitty Talkin (RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG)

[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Ghetto Boyz shit
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
What up, Sav?
Alright

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Bend a bitch over, pop a Perc', and have fun in it
Loose-ass pussy, alright
She got some loose pussy, I can stuff my whole gun in it
Take that strap from your shooter, I seen him run with it
Knock a nigga teeth out and chew gum with it
Used to didn't even have a car, the coupe—
Alright, I ain't used to have a car, now the coupe I'm in one-fifty
Told Mike we goin' on a field trip, he brought lunch with him

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Told Chuck ass I need some Perc-30s, he brought a drunk with him
Beat a bitch down seven ways, I'm a fun nigga
Told A1 I need some stanky-ass weed, he brought a skunk with him
Told lil' bro that we finna go and slide, he brought a pump with him
Damn, I'ma spray the fastest
Collеct the bag before I pop a nigga, I'm a paid assassin
Fuck an opеn act, lil' nigga, I'm the main attraction
[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike]
Me and my Muslim brother baptized a pint, he ain't a Catholic
Mustang so motherfuckin' fast, I could race it backwards
If I shoot his car up and he crash, that ain't an accident
At Golden Sun chillin' with my stick, finna take some glasses
90s hittin' hard, I bet I fuck a bitch off a chain reaction
Eight of Wockhardt in one pop thick, but it ain't molasses
Nigga, I got so much shit on me, come change my Pamper
Pussy already wet, but when I touch her, I make it damper
Rainman, one snap of the finger, I'll change the weather
They put me on the box, but if some dog shit call, I'ma break my tether
Nitro kit on the Scatpack, I'm tryna break the headers
I think somethin' wrong with that bitch, she like to take Allegra
The cloth I'm cut from so thick, you could make a sweater

[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
Oh, you sick? Here, take a sip of this, it'll make you better
D pissed, put that pussy on me and it made me tell her
All the drugs goin' for the high, we in the Great Depression
My white boy from overseas showed me how to make a weapon
I can make a mil' off this shit, all it take is effort

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike]
My brother Mike tried to drink a raw pint, I'm tellin' Auntie Tera
Matter fact, I'm finna drink it straight with you, let's faint together
Me and Mike just sprayed another crib up, we paint together
I'm with her now, but lyin' to my bitch like we ain't together
And hell nah, girly ain't my bitch, but we stay together
We finna make it thunderstorm, bring eight umbrellas
I just dropped like nine grams and I made eleven
Me and bae just did a 69, we just ate each other
Me and bae just ate some Percocets, now we hate each other
You can't get a free verse, bitch, me and Mike pay each other
I think we got the same bloodline, we may be brothers