[Intro]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)

[Verse: Rio Da Yung OG & RMC Mike]
Put a n***a in a wood box
Six bodies one day, got the hood hot
Half a million just off rap, wish I would stop
Bitch, you can't suck dick for shit, wish you would stop
Thousand rounds out that baby Drac' got the wood hot
Thousand beans sent down the way, it made a good knot
Four ounces of Wockhardt in a hood pop
Come in here and you guaranteed to get robbed, this a jugg spot
Finesse a n***a out his record deal, bitch, I'm Suge Knight
Bitch, we got a baby AR on us, wish you would fight
We just drunk a whole pint, had a good night
Girly think I'm mad 'cause she left, bitch, I'm good twice
Twelve chains on now, make 'em look twice
You only want three hundred for the Wock'? That's a good price
Gettin' head from a white bitch, she got a lil' lice
Fuck around and get your ass left, you don't look right
When we drop this CD, we gon' take off like a booked flight
I just poured a whole bunch of lean in a lil' Sprite
Bitch said she fucked my daddy once, hi, I'm lil' Mike
N***as wearin' all this fake drip, but it look nice
Muddy-ass pop, I need a lil' ice
Stuff an eighthy in a Backwood just to pull right
Mike drunk all the drank he had, we got into a full fight
Fuck around and gave each other black eyes, but we good, right?
FN with thirty shots on it, wish y'all would die
Hundred on a fully-auto K, ain't gotta pull twice
Trick a n***a for 100K with some wood dice
I be gettin' Cookie 'bows from the Bay, they got a good price
You can double up on your grams if you cook right
He tried to run off with a bag, alright
He tried to run off with a bag, shot a n***a in his foot twice
He tried to flex with that lil' chain, it got took twice
Yellow gold, white gold, and rose, it don't look right
I ain't talkin' 'bout Barnes & Noble, what's a book price?
Made a hundred out that lil' club, I got booked twice
Seven days from now, I'm goin' up on the bookin' price
You only got five K, it ain't lookin' right
You can get forty grams out a zip of soft if you cook it right
I know the n***a lean was cut 'cause I shook it right
Chop his body up and bury his head in a foot of ice
My cousin took twenty grams, I took his life
My bitch asked me was I cheatin' on her, she was truly right
Big screen in my living room, it's a movie night
Two project bitches scrappin' over me, that's a dookie fight
Bitch got a loose booty, but her coochie tight
Hit the scene with some dog shit, left a dookie stripe
Mike, what you want for a feature? Lil Uzi price
Bitch, I don't want no steak today, it's a noodle night
Two G's for a sixteen of Wock', this a Gucci pint
Zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero is the coochie price
[Outro: RMC Mike]
It's free
Bitch