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RTB MB & RTB Capo – Hawaii Lyrics:
RTB MB x RTB Capo
Hawaii
(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
Light Skin, Puerto Rican, all type of bitches
Fuck Miami, this summer we in Hawaii
Man RTB, I swear to god we don’t like them bitches
I just walked out the store with 10 bags
I got the swiper hittin
Bitch 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
Fuck commercial, all my n*ggas getting chartered n*gga
Bitches drowning all over my jewles its water n*gga
All my n*ggas round me got 9’s Tony Parker n*gga
I just fucked your bitch and took an E pill
I can’t even see still, all this Wocki on me need a re-fill
I know a bitch 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 bitch 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 bitch 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
Hell Yeah I know the plug, Im on the phone wit em
That booby trap tryna see what bitch comin home with us
Girl Im tryna fuck 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 Nobu yesterday, my bill was 35 hundred
You ain’t got no car n*gga when your ride comin?
N*gga you dont get pussy, 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
N8gga, that bitch finna let me be be call me energy
He ride with his top down get his shit 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 im at Mr.B’s
I just ran into the plug told him zipper me
I just took off my Gucci belt and whooped your bitch with it
You snitched on your man for less time time, you a bitch n*gga
Vegas brand hoes are 1942 i got 10 bitches
I just hit 4 bitches 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 slick back Imma pimp n*gga
Coulda bean in my water, made it dirty
I’m a Flint N*gga
RTB
Uh Huh
Imma Real Trench Baby x2
RTB
