RMC FLO
Yeah, welcome to the Soulja Livin Tru Show, that's that RMC flow
Yeah, bitch
I hope you niggas ain't in the street for no reason
Got them hating from afar, see them nose bleeding
And you ain't making no plays, got no defense
Same way I came in, same way I'm leaving
Shout out to RMC, Mike, we made the whew
We dance like we pushing weight, we may be do
Brody hit off PUA like Baby blue
I'ma buy a whole eight, you like maybe two
They know I'm reppin' for the lake uptown CC too
Bad lil' bitch from the bitty, she know Kiki too
You know I love them ratchet bitches, I keep me two
I tell her, have that pussy out when you greet me, boo
She know I'm trying to dick her down when I step in the room
Moving ridind clean, but you know I ain't forgetting the room
Know I'm moving clean, bags so big like I'm giving a to
Treat dope like shoes on my feet when I'm stepping into em
You know them shoes don't fit while you stepping into em
In the club and trying to tip while you stepping into em
Nigga that aint your bitch why you checking her movements
And if you say you don't fuck with me why you check what I'm doing
Weirdo motherfuckers see em I'm on your i.g
I just posted a pic, don't give a fuck who like me
Streets know, nigga, I don't need a i.d
Last nigga got me, tryna fight me
Charisma got the bitch thumping like a 808
Fuck ait Chrisma nigga, gon' drop the 808
Them crackers kicking down the door, nigga get away
I can hit a nigga ho and find out where he stay
I can get a nigga ho and find out where he lay
Same place a nigga play, same place he lay
Yeah, bitch
I hope you niggas ain't in the street for no reason
Got them hating from afar, see them nose bleeding
And you ain't making no plays, got no defense
Same way I came in, same way I'm leaving
Shout out to RMC, Mike, we made the whew
We dance like we pushing weight, we may be do
Brody hit off PUA like Baby blue
I'ma buy a whole eight, you like maybe two
They know I'm reppin' for the lake uptown CC too
Bad lil' bitch from the bitty, she know Kiki too
You know I love them ratchet bitches, I keep me two
I tell her, have that pussy out when you greet me, boo
She know I'm trying to dick her down when I step in the room
Moving ridind clean, but you know I ain't forgetting the room
Know I'm moving clean, bags so big like I'm giving a to
Treat dope like shoes on my feet when I'm stepping into em
You know them shoes don't fit while you stepping into em
In the club and trying to tip while you stepping into em
Nigga that aint your bitch why you checking her movements
And if you say you don't fuck with me why you check what I'm doing
Weirdo motherfuckers see em I'm on your i.g
I just posted a pic, don't give a fuck who like me
Streets know, nigga, I don't need a i.d
Last nigga got me, tryna fight me
Charisma got the bitch thumping like a 808
Fuck ait Chrisma nigga, gon' drop the 808
Them crackers kicking down the door, nigga get away
I can hit a nigga ho and find out where he stay
I can get a nigga ho and find out where he lay
Same place a nigga play, same place he lay
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Lewis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.