[Intro]
Hmm, hmm
Hmmm (Bitch)
Yeah (Southside shit)
[Verse]
Let your bitch hit my blunt once, I bet I hit with ease
Let your bitch hit my cup twice, I bet she hit her knees
Baby when you come to suck dick, bring energy
You be smoking on doo doo brown, I got Christmas trees
Yeah
When they bring up the Flint GOATS, they gotta mention me
Two FN's hanging on me daily, I'm Pistol Pete
Make your bitch walk 20 miles, she got different feet
She can suck dick for 2 hours, she got different teeth
Let me start the Hellcat up, it got a different kеy
A nigga called for a 9 piece, it was missing three
I sold a nigga cut rеd and I sipped the green
Okay, I love the rap game, but I miss the fiends
[?] pulled up with a pint, it was crystal clean
I'm doing everything you niggas can't, I'm a living dream
Did I hit that lil' bitch? Let me sit and think
She wanna suck a nigga balls, I wanna sip and drink
I think this bitch a crackhead, she got missing teeth
I just fucked this bitch momma, she the biggest freak
She just taste a shot of cum with the lemon squeeze
Damn, she the real GOAT
They say the bitch was a hoe and it for real show
I told her fuck me like she playing with a dildo
Told Southside to make a beat for me and Lil Boat
Jay spent 20 on his mouth, let that grill show
He said he had a 6, that nigga pulled up with a sealed 4
[?] RPs, I be in kill mode
I just beat my cameraman ass, 'cause he film wrong
Peezy came to Flint and he dug up two gemstones
Steppin' on a brick in some Timbs, like I'm Jim Jones
Brodie popped two opps in one day near the kill zone
He a bright motherfucker, thought I told you that
You lyin', you ain't get that shit from me, I ain't sold you that
Niggas said them Ghetto Boyz broke, who told you that?
'Cause I'll get a nigga mama wrapped up in grocery bags
You can't keep talking bout that money, nigga, show me that
I ain't take that boy pape, he owed me that
If it come down to it, I'll pop you where the police at
Everytime I see the opp out, he like "I know he strapped"
Huh, and boy you damn right
Brodie said the weed make him hot, cut on the fan twice
I been on some bullshit lately, I punched a fan twice
Lean drinker, I just poured a 6 in a canned Sprite
When you rollin' up real weed, use your hands light
'Cause I remember buyin' weed, like "Damn this a gram right?"
Unc said "The soft was a two, but the tan nice"
Tryna kill me is like stepping on a landmine
AHHHH! Pure suicide
I'ma let the FN go fast when it's do or die
72 flavors in this bitch, you can choose a price
Where I wanna take off today? Let me choose a flight
Bitch you can make 100K if you do it right
Beat a nigga ass, stomped his head, then shoot him twice
I just made my fiend kill hisself, I took him to a knife
We on our way to get a nigga gone, I'm the shooter right?
[Outro]
Of course, Mike
Hmm, hmm
Hmmm (Bitch)
Yeah (Southside shit)
[Verse]
Let your bitch hit my blunt once, I bet I hit with ease
Let your bitch hit my cup twice, I bet she hit her knees
Baby when you come to suck dick, bring energy
You be smoking on doo doo brown, I got Christmas trees
Yeah
When they bring up the Flint GOATS, they gotta mention me
Two FN's hanging on me daily, I'm Pistol Pete
Make your bitch walk 20 miles, she got different feet
She can suck dick for 2 hours, she got different teeth
Let me start the Hellcat up, it got a different kеy
A nigga called for a 9 piece, it was missing three
I sold a nigga cut rеd and I sipped the green
Okay, I love the rap game, but I miss the fiends
[?] pulled up with a pint, it was crystal clean
I'm doing everything you niggas can't, I'm a living dream
Did I hit that lil' bitch? Let me sit and think
She wanna suck a nigga balls, I wanna sip and drink
I think this bitch a crackhead, she got missing teeth
I just fucked this bitch momma, she the biggest freak
She just taste a shot of cum with the lemon squeeze
Damn, she the real GOAT
They say the bitch was a hoe and it for real show
I told her fuck me like she playing with a dildo
Told Southside to make a beat for me and Lil Boat
Jay spent 20 on his mouth, let that grill show
He said he had a 6, that nigga pulled up with a sealed 4
[?] RPs, I be in kill mode
I just beat my cameraman ass, 'cause he film wrong
Peezy came to Flint and he dug up two gemstones
Steppin' on a brick in some Timbs, like I'm Jim Jones
Brodie popped two opps in one day near the kill zone
He a bright motherfucker, thought I told you that
You lyin', you ain't get that shit from me, I ain't sold you that
Niggas said them Ghetto Boyz broke, who told you that?
'Cause I'll get a nigga mama wrapped up in grocery bags
You can't keep talking bout that money, nigga, show me that
I ain't take that boy pape, he owed me that
If it come down to it, I'll pop you where the police at
Everytime I see the opp out, he like "I know he strapped"
Huh, and boy you damn right
Brodie said the weed make him hot, cut on the fan twice
I been on some bullshit lately, I punched a fan twice
Lean drinker, I just poured a 6 in a canned Sprite
When you rollin' up real weed, use your hands light
'Cause I remember buyin' weed, like "Damn this a gram right?"
Unc said "The soft was a two, but the tan nice"
Tryna kill me is like stepping on a landmine
AHHHH! Pure suicide
I'ma let the FN go fast when it's do or die
72 flavors in this bitch, you can choose a price
Where I wanna take off today? Let me choose a flight
Bitch you can make 100K if you do it right
Beat a nigga ass, stomped his head, then shoot him twice
I just made my fiend kill hisself, I took him to a knife
We on our way to get a nigga gone, I'm the shooter right?
[Outro]
Of course, Mike
( RMC Mike )
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