Lyrics Me and Marc - Rio Da Yung Og

(Marc Boomin, this you?)

What up, Marc Boomin? Man, we been—
You know we still fuck around too, though
Money is not everything, ghetto boy shit, free the whole—
I'ma say this shit every time, man
Y'all might as well get used to this shit
Fifty point diamond link on, you know what I'm sayin'?
Seventy thousand dollar watches and shit, we back

Yeah
I was sittin' in the feds, now I'm in the Maybach
Pourin' sixes up some reds
Put a hundred in his car, you might hit him in his head
I just drunk some old red, I can feel it in my legs
My nigga want some work, I might just hit him with a brick
Feelin' like I'm Craig
I don't want my dick sucked, give me your whole head
You can't tell I poured the six up, it's in the cup with red
I learned how to cook dope from my old man
But the crazy part is, I never sold grams
If Rio walkin' off the stage, then the show end
I just made a dub today on some slow shit
I don't just be fuckin' anybody, bae, I ho shit
I might just let my son have my old kit
I heard a nigga took your gun, you a whole bitch
Eighty-five in the drum, drop the whole clip
White bitch suckin' dick good, but ain't got no lips
You can't never be the gang, you on the wrong time
These niggas washed up, hang 'em on the clothesline
I bought a pint, sold a seven, drunk a whole nine
Unc' ready to send somethin' to heaven, he hit a whole line
Nigga, I just drunk a four four times, that's a whole pint
Two-twenty on my neck, that's your whole life
Got a check from Distro and bought my ho ice
Bring me a double cup of Sprite, I don't want no ice
I can't miss when I blow, I got four lights
Took a Perc', tryna fuck the bitch, it took a whole night
Damn, bitch, is you a virgin? Why it's so tight?
I'll break the internet right now if I go live
Stop talkin' 'bout a half a M, I made that four times in six months
We just bought a 'bow of za, we rollin' big blunts
We ain't no petty lean drinkers, bring us big cups
A two liter in one cup, that's a Big Gulp
I think I drunk my shit too fast, got the hiccups
So much dog shit I just picked up, I need a pickup truck
Bitch, go get your ass did, you got a little butt
I got four pockets, I'ma fill 'em up
900 Brabus Rocket truck cost a million bucks
Told bro, "Hop in that Maybach, come pick me up"
Soon as I let the seat lay back, she lick me up
And I don't smoke weed no more, but let me twist it up
R.I.P. Soda, I done fucked a lot of chicken up
Why you niggas buyin' watches that be tickin', bruh?
Slime city, I don't trust nobody, I'll kill my brother
Okay, we just smoked a zip, Will, twist another one
I fucked a bitch ten times, we ain't kiss or nothin'
Ain't wanna pop him, I just hit him with the pistol butt
Am I Grinch or what?
'Cause I just made a million dollars and fucked Christmas up