[Intro]
(Mama, Zachary makin' beats again)

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Me and Rio in the booth smokin' Berner's Cookie
Bitch got her brother tryna kill you 'cause you burned her pussy
I heard you paid for her tuition, guess you earned the pussy
Boy, you still ain't hit, you wasn't worth the pussy
Popped a Perc', fuck her for an hour, she said I hurt the pussy
I just dropped a new song, I got her twerkin' to it
Last week, I shot the engineer 'cause he stole my music
Rio poured an eight in a one-liter, it look so amusing

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Two weeks ago, I hit some twins, it was so confusing
Thousand-round clip, it'll shoot from Thursday to Tuesday
This bitch'll drop a paragraph, it ain't got no conclusion
I don't think you n***as see the point, but this ain't no amusement
I ain't fuck that bitch, she had a virus like a broke computer
Irritated, doin' my homework, I almost woke the tutor
Got an ounce of lean from Lil E and bought an O from Scooter
My son finna turn two years old, I let him hold the toolie

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
I can't believe this shit, Ri, my cousin stole my toolie
And he went and murked a n***a 'cause he went and sold him the wrong movie
I played it crazy on my bitch, I did her so groovy
Ran into a rich-ass fiend, that fucker sold duallys
[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Unc' got indicted, he got caught with a chrome toolie
My auntie caught a body off a Vic', she was so moody

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Lil' cuz'll kill you with a mic' for only four-twenty
Beat my sister ass 'cause I found out she sold coochie

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
Just seen an opp slippin', he my n***a, I let him hold twenty
How you screamin', "R.I.P. Quanny," but you don't know Woodie?

[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
A stay around some Louis shit like he don't know Gucci
Big bro got some strong dog, n***a, no poodle
Lamb chops, extra rice, n***a, no noodles
I just drunk an eight of Hi-Tech, I feel my soul movin'
N***as in they heart about a bitch, I put a hole through it
Been in the booth for six years, I can drop old music

[Verse 8: Rio Da Yung OG]
Chase a n***a down in the Scat or I can old-school it
N***as shootin' K's from the corner, they some long shooters
You just be shootin' up houses, you ain't hit no humans
Take a thirty-round to the booth and drop pole music