RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG - Fine Wit Dat lyrics

[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG] (Ooh, Sav killed it) Alright, man, you know Me and Sav got an understanding with this sh*t Alright [Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG] Dum N Dumbber 3, you know we had to do it Mike took my pill and we got into— oh He got a pill for me, so we not into it And no, them people house did not do nothing to me, but I shot into it [Verse 2: RMC Mike] b*tch pussy deeper than a b*tch, I stuffed a lot into it Popped a Perc-30 last night and made a lot of music We can kill forty-one ni**as, nine Glocks'll do it I think I poured like twelve lines up, my pop amusing ni**a, I'll sell my house for the right check I think I need nine rounds today, b*tch, I like sex Walk in, let me see everybody gun, this a pipe check Deep water, let me say, "b*tch," that's a mic check They only sent your ass three thousand? That's a light check [Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG] Bro, take your chain off, this a diamond check Talkin' 'bout big beaver, bro, your ass can't even find the set I just promoted a party, made an [?][0:46] check How many Youtube views you got? This a subscriber check You ain't never seen this gun, this a dino TEC Pole on the shotgun look like we shootin' rhino necks I ain't gon' lie, Lil Baby hard, but Rylo next Twenty hoes texted me yesterday, I can't find your text Ridin' down Saginaw tryna trick, I can't find no sex [Verse 4: RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG] b*tch su*kin' dick with all shoulders can't find her neck No cap, between me and Ri', they sent five Pateks Do you got that sh*t on you? This a diaper check I got so much sh*t in my pants, I caught a diaper rash Cook the whole brick of wet dope, where the dryer at? On the plane higher than a b*tch like, "Where the pilot at?" How you ni**as hotter than me and Mike? Where the fire at? Man, this b*tch pussy loose, where some pliers at? Her friend ass flatter than a b*tch, she got an iron back AR shine light on your spine, it's a Diamondback Ri' said he fu*ked my new b*tch and I'm fine with that Man, I miss my old b*tch, where's Diamond at? You said you paid twenty for the chain, where the diamonds at? I'm tryna put my balls in her mouth, where Lariyah at? Man, I need my hair redid, where Taniah at? Made a hundred racks last summer, July exact I ain't gon' lie, I can't even think of sh*t that rhyme with that Mike just fu*ked my main b*tch and I'm fine with that Damn, I think I did it twice I hit her ass from the back, we had a vivid night I don't eat pussy, bae, you lucky if I lick it twice Alright, I got my mind made up, I'm trickin' twice Told the b*tch I need a thousand dollars, that's the renter price Just gon' 'head and chop your neck off, boy, you rentin' ice b*tch pussy got more miles than a— than a, yeah b*tch pussy got more miles than a longsleeve from Enterprise Damn, c'mon