RMC Mike
Heat Talk
[Intro: RMC Mike]
Bitch

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
These boys effective 'bout that money shit
I feel selected, I'll do it, who he runnin' with?
I look connected, push a button, bet the bumper flip
I'm totin' all this dog shit with a monkey stick
I rock Amiri with the Prada, three thou', top dollar
I be trippin', cut a thousand grams twice when I get it
To understand what's poppin' off, I had to live it
I'm who n***as copied off, they won't admit it, I'm the villain, n***a

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Six O's of red and some Percs, I be itchin' different
Six-point-two liter supercharged, bitch, our engines different
Stuck my leg out and hit the dope, I be trippin' different
Plugged in, every day, it snow, I be missin' Christmas
I'm who your n***a talkin' 'bout, but he don't wanna say it
He know my music hard as fuck, but he don't wanna play it
Twenty thou' in tens on me hangin', pockets lookin' crazy
I got the plug money on me, i don't wanna pay him

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
Bro, I think your mans cut the drank, my stomach twisted, n***a
Call me back, I'm finna get 'em, what's the ticket, n***a?
I heard I'm hot, so every sale, I probably sent my n***a
Plus I got half on a lawyer if they get my n***a
[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
I bought my Glock to flip a n***a, you take pictures with it
My mama gave me sixty dollars, bought a grizzly with it
Laced my pop with four O's of red, I put a mickey in it
If them twelve shots miss a n***a, slap a fifty in it

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
N***a I don't really want your bitch, she got like ten babies
My n***a Poody bust down a brick and went tenth crazy
Dog feelin' on top of the world, he sold six eighthies
Bomb pussy, I just stuffed this bitch with an M-80
I just smoked a zip of Runtz, I know my lungs hate me
I hit a brick like when Lil Mike punched Stacy
Layaway jewelry, I bet I cash my shit in one payment
Sell a thousand grams, then go start my own fundraiser

[Verse 6: AllStar JR]
I got chicken, bro got chicken with whoever, we tripipn'
Got some head, denied her fuck, I be finessin' them bitches
Pray a chatty n***a play it crazy like we some bitches
Got a fin with a ladder, it's gon' puncture his liver
Bitch, I'm on Bark with it
And you need some VS1s, be in the dark with me
You ain't punchin' no phones, heard you be cart gettin'
A bitch ain't really live life 'til she let R hit it, n***a
[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
R said, "Let's get a bag," I had to triple mine
Me and bro got on the same Rollie, but be on different times
AR with the monkey nuts on it, I drop sixty-nine
Eight lines in a lemonade, this bitch Simply fine

[Verse 8: AllStar JR]
Seen some city opps out in Flint walkin' out 69
Loose 40, gone off the hundred, I shot him sixty times
Dad said he done sellin' dope when he turn sixty-five
N***as get sixteen bars and give you sixty lies