Harri & Loyd

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Ri’ had an 8 I had an 8 but we dropped it separate
Nigga when I’m pourin drank it ain’t no measurin
Hit yo bitch once and then left she actin desperate
My bitch gotta have a fat ass and some etiquette

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
R I O you know them 3 letters
I usually gotta to drink a pint it help me sleep better
Yo bitch had a dick appointment got it rescheduled
Right now I’m gettin money I don’t wanna be sexual

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Ri’ this is more than a talent nigga we special forgot to go and fuck my new bitch I gotta reschedule
I was off a fo of hi tek and 3 edibles
Give a nigga 1 or 2 chances but I can’t keep helpin you
Bitch our bars hit harder than snake venom
Told plug to bring a biggie down he brought faith with him
Having conversations with my uncle he from Great Britain
Told him bring 20 of them things down for thanksgiving

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
I told Dre to pull up he brought a K with him
My nigga institutionalized he stay trippin
Told him come and cut this work for me a brought a shank with him
We used to buy 50 cent juices and po’ drank in em
My fiend bought a cake I smashed his face in it
My trainer made me a protein shake I dropped a 8 in it
I told bro to pull up and bring the Drac with him
We finna slide on the opps he brought some skates with him

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Bitch you know it’s rookie season told Bud to put that glue down you know it’s cookie season
Bro made a play for ten bowls and got 20 even
Snuck the baby K in sixty nine and shot 20 people

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
This Glock will sit yo ass down like a fuckin bleacher
Caught a body on the south side then caught the bus to Beecher

[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
Nigga I ain’t go to school I couldn’t trust the teachers
3-O-8 hold Michael Jackson bullets they be touchin people

[Verse 8: Rio Da Yung OG]
They can’t keep up with us
We in a fuckin demon
The Glock gotta dick on it but it ain’t bussin semen
I’m finna hit a Hunnid grams and drop a bunch of people
Finesse your granny out her money I’m a fuckin preacher

[Verse 9: RMC Mike]
Told bae I ain’t fucking her I’m just stuffing keisha
But she listen make her spike your drank with some oven cleaner
Switch it up told Keiana I don’t know no fucking keisha
I just get Jess from Keiana but I’m fucking keisha

[Verse 10: Rio Da Yung Og]
Damn, we in a different bag
I used to drink act in high school I wasn’t skipping class
Had to go and get my GED, cause I didn’t pass
My cousin smoke regs, he’ll kill you for a nickel bag

[Verse 11: RMC Mike]
Have my young fiend come smoke you for a tenth of crack
Took my daddy Glock robbed a nigga but I put it back
Rolled 7 grams of runtz, with a .2 of wax
Bro caught a body spent twelve and did two flat

[Verse 12: Rio Da Yung Og]
Niggas bums jumped fresh to prom and took the shoes back
Spent a band on some Big Bs, they was blue and black
Pockets fat, I’ve been eating good, I need two blacks
Locked in, never falling off like some screwbacks