RMC FLO Lyrics

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