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hawaii - rtb mb & rtb capo lyrics

[intro: rtb capo]
(energy made this one)
we could start late
and then just break it down dude
man im bout to just in
this is rtb n*gga
uh*huh

[verse: rtb capo & rtb mb]
light skin, puerto rican, all type of b*tches
f*ck miami, this summer we in hawaii with it
if they ain’t rtb, i swear to god we don’t like them b*tches
i just walked out the store with 10 bags
i got the swiper hittin
b*tch ain’t know her name, imma sniper n*gga
i just pulled 10 off the road i let harper dunk
the only n*gga on my head, is my barber n*gga
i swear to god i be making plays, coach carter n*gga
n*ggas talking crazy on the bench, imma starter n*gga
f*ck commercial, all my n*ggas getting chartered n*gga
b*tches drowning all over my jewels its water n*gga
all my n*ggas round me got 9’s tony parker n*gga
i just f*cked your b*tch and took an e pill
i can’t even see still, all this wocki on me need a re*fill
i know a b*tch choke up in the clutch i call her g hill
my n*ggas dream chasing on that block call em meek mill
pulled up in that dream chaser, i ain’t gon say too much
you n*ggas still out here broke, man yall play too much
i just hit his b*tch we ain’t got no beef, he just hating cuh
had to wear these raf simons twice i paid too much
.44 on my waist yea im saggin it weigh too much
i ain’t worried when i slide down the block cuz the k too clutch
cut the perc, you the best b*tch cuz you made me nut
we dem n*ggas walk a n*gga down im like kd cuh
like i play for syracuse, i’m in my zone n*gga
h*ll yeah i know the plug, i’m on the phone wit em
at b00by trap tryna see what b*tch comin home with us
girl im tryna f*ck you and your friends and im a grown n*gga
rtb, real trench baby, we don’t warn n*ggas
i feel like gilbert in the locker room, i keep my gun with me
drake*o walk em all the way down if he run n*gga
just hopped out the sprinter in miami i gotta choppa with me
i ate n0bu yesterday, my bill was 35 hundred
you ain’t got no car n*gga when your ride comin?
n*gga you dont get p*ssy, you be dry humping
i’m with 3 hoes, you just dropped the 4 it’s like 5 somthin’
nah, n*gga its like 7 and we ain’t went to sleep
nah, its like 9 im with 7 hoes like pistol pete
n*gga, that b*tch finna let me be be call me energy
he ride with his top down get his sh*t pushed like kennedy
i popped 2 percs and took some molly i lost my memory
blockade and a fn that’s a trinity
i just turned in 20 gifties i’m at mr.b’s
i just ran into the plug told him zipper me
i just took off my gucci belt and whooped your b*tch with it
you snitched on your man for less time time, you a b*tch n*gga
vegas brand hoes are 1942 i got 10 b*tches
i just hit 4 b*tches at one time call me him n*gga
all my n*gga tryna shoot sometin we ain’t at the gym n*gga
you was a n*gga then you fell off, you jonny flynn n*gga
all my hoes gotta sl!ck back imma pimp n*gga
coulda bean in my water, made it dirty
i’m a flint n*gga, rtb

- rtb mb rtb capo lyrics

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