You know we had to talk our shit on this one
Guess it's time for the takeover, I step up in the building and them bitches all frozen
They recognize that, that I'm the f*ckin' nigga Not really a rapper but sometimes a nigga be spitting
Nah, really I be shitting
Been stop playing with chern way back in elementary
She started f*ckin' with me cause she say y'all lacking chemistry
Real nigga you's a lame, you 36 and living off your high school fame
Speaking of high school, y'all know I was a baller
Instead of throwing touchdowns, you know a nigga call em
That shit crazy, aye
Flow game, lazy
FILAYYYYYYYY
Hold up, I think it's Keaux turn, baby
I need a rear camera, how I'm back in this bitch
Short chick off the rip, jump for the tip
If she don't let me score, I get assist
Quick to rip off her fit, she come off the bench
Now back to business, wait, hold up
For that last bar, I got me the consent
Now back to business, I be cutting up like a cricket
I done touched a half a million, off of painting pictures
Touched a couple thousand on the parlay, betting pitches
Runs in the first inning, couple hundreds on the ticket
If they see that I'm giving out some financial advice
I'm Stevie wonder when they rolling the dice, watch out
I got em, Look
Ain't no party like a R.M.G. party
Cause a R.M.G. party don't stop
I said, ain't no party like a R.M.G. party
Cause a R.M.G. party got thots
We getting paper, them hoes drinking
Sexy Red on, got them in the circle shaking
You know New Orleans hoes, be at DJs going crazy
Make sure you add that Robby Ray to your playlist
Hold up, let me step outside right quick, I forgot my trees
Party foul, I punish myself and just roll the whole thing
I said, this a R.M.G. party, lil momma, you know we smoking
So just bring all the weed
You could bring the drinks too
We could do that, but we could do what we do
Make sure you text your girlfriends to tell her come through
This a R.M.G. party, Imma pass it to my crew
Yo, shake that ass for Keaux, shake that ass for me
Shake that ass for the whole , R.M.G
Shake that ass for the bitches that just want the weed
Shake them asses for the bitches
I just Mack and I groove, I don't be raising my voice
They hate how I move, but feeling played is a choice
If I got me an opp, I don't know they exist
I be ballin so hard I might turn to a fist bitch
Lavender kid super fit
My bitch lookin super thick
Get under my tutelage, I show you how I'm doin it
Me and Himbo really like the tag team champs
Might as well count to 3 when we come down the ramp
1, 2, 3
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You know we had to talk our shit on this one
Guess it's time for the takeover, I step up in the building and them bitches all frozen
They recognize that, that I'm the f*ckin' nigga Not really a rapper but sometimes a nigga be spitting
Nah, really I be shitting
Been stop playing with chern way back in elementary
She started f*ckin' with me cause she say y'all lacking chemistry
Real nigga you's a lame, you 36 and living off your high school fame
Speaking of high school, y'all know I was a baller
Instead of throwing touchdowns, you know a nigga call em
That shit crazy, aye
Flow game, lazy
FILAYYYYYYYY
Hold up, I think it's Keaux turn, baby
I need a rear camera, how I'm back in this bitch
Short chick off the rip, jump for the tip
If she don't let me score, I get assist
Quick to rip off her fit, she come off the bench
Now back to business, wait, hold up
For that last bar, I got me the consent
Now back to business, I be cutting up like a cricket
I done touched a half a million, off of painting pictures
Touched a couple thousand on the parlay, betting pitches
Runs in the first inning, couple hundreds on the ticket
If they see that I'm giving out some financial advice
I'm Stevie wonder when they rolling the dice, watch out
I got em, Look
Ain't no party like a R.M.G. party
Cause a R.M.G. party don't stop
I said, ain't no party like a R.M.G. party
Cause a R.M.G. party got thots
We getting paper, them hoes drinking
Sexy Red on, got them in the circle shaking
You know New Orleans hoes, be at DJs going crazy
Make sure you add that Robby Ray to your playlist
Hold up, let me step outside right quick, I forgot my trees
Party foul, I punish myself and just roll the whole thing
I said, this a R.M.G. party, lil momma, you know we smoking
So just bring all the weed
You could bring the drinks too
We could do that, but we could do what we do
Make sure you text your girlfriends to tell her come through
This a R.M.G. party, Imma pass it to my crew
Yo, shake that ass for Keaux, shake that ass for me
Shake that ass for the whole , R.M.G
Shake that ass for the bitches that just want the weed
Shake them asses for the bitches
I just Mack and I groove, I don't be raising my voice
They hate how I move, but feeling played is a choice
If I got me an opp, I don't know they exist
I be ballin so hard I might turn to a fist bitch
Lavender kid super fit
My bitch lookin super thick
Get under my tutelage, I show you how I'm doin it
Me and Himbo really like the tag team champs
Might as well count to 3 when we come down the ramp
1, 2, 3
Guess it's time for the takeover, I step up in the building and them bitches all frozen
They recognize that, that I'm the f*ckin' nigga Not really a rapper but sometimes a nigga be spitting
Nah, really I be shitting
Been stop playing with chern way back in elementary
She started f*ckin' with me cause she say y'all lacking chemistry
Real nigga you's a lame, you 36 and living off your high school fame
Speaking of high school, y'all know I was a baller
Instead of throwing touchdowns, you know a nigga call em
That shit crazy, aye
Flow game, lazy
FILAYYYYYYYY
Hold up, I think it's Keaux turn, baby
I need a rear camera, how I'm back in this bitch
Short chick off the rip, jump for the tip
If she don't let me score, I get assist
Quick to rip off her fit, she come off the bench
Now back to business, wait, hold up
For that last bar, I got me the consent
Now back to business, I be cutting up like a cricket
I done touched a half a million, off of painting pictures
Touched a couple thousand on the parlay, betting pitches
Runs in the first inning, couple hundreds on the ticket
If they see that I'm giving out some financial advice
I'm Stevie wonder when they rolling the dice, watch out
I got em, Look
Ain't no party like a R.M.G. party
Cause a R.M.G. party don't stop
I said, ain't no party like a R.M.G. party
Cause a R.M.G. party got thots
We getting paper, them hoes drinking
Sexy Red on, got them in the circle shaking
You know New Orleans hoes, be at DJs going crazy
Make sure you add that Robby Ray to your playlist
Hold up, let me step outside right quick, I forgot my trees
Party foul, I punish myself and just roll the whole thing
I said, this a R.M.G. party, lil momma, you know we smoking
So just bring all the weed
You could bring the drinks too
We could do that, but we could do what we do
Make sure you text your girlfriends to tell her come through
This a R.M.G. party, Imma pass it to my crew
Yo, shake that ass for Keaux, shake that ass for me
Shake that ass for the whole , R.M.G
Shake that ass for the bitches that just want the weed
Shake them asses for the bitches
I just Mack and I groove, I don't be raising my voice
They hate how I move, but feeling played is a choice
If I got me an opp, I don't know they exist
I be ballin so hard I might turn to a fist bitch
Lavender kid super fit
My bitch lookin super thick
Get under my tutelage, I show you how I'm doin it
Me and Himbo really like the tag team champs
Might as well count to 3 when we come down the ramp
1, 2, 3
Writer: Jyron Walters, Keaux Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid