"PoundTown" lyrics
Rio Da Yung Og & RMC Mike Lyrics
[Rio Da Yung OG:]
Yeah (Ooh, Sav killed it)
What up, Sav?
Dum and Dumber Three, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
My nigga made sixty racks off white collar crime
When I close my eyes at night, I see dollar signs
I just can't see myself bein' with you, bae, I'm kind of blind
I could be across the street and still be not on time
Twenty racks in all blues, I'm on that type of time
Bring a Casino Black & Mild, I smoke that kind of kind
Her ass fat, bank account too, and she kind of fine
If a kid punch my son while he at school, I'm startin' a Columbine
[RMC Mike:]
Ri', meet me in the backroom, you know it's countin' time
Walk out the mall and looked to the left and I found a dime
Not the coin, I'm talkin' 'bout ten thousand dollar signs
I'm good at talkin' shit, now in my hood, I'm idolized
Fucked Truth up, the hoes left with a healthy bag
Bro, I'm tryna get my gun in here, they gotta check me last
Six months from now, my whole team gon' be in a wealthy bag
She suckin' dick, we ridin' down Woodward, she tryna help me crash
[Rio Da Yung OG:]
Me and Mike back again, y'all thought it was over
They don't book us at the club 'cause we kill promoters
Take the deposit, pop dog in front the club, and still promote it
Don't give a fuck about police, I know the owners, I'm still goin'
You need a hundred fifty racks, you wanna buy these
She drunk textin', told me to come over and use five E's
Drew off five E's, took the state boys on a high-speed
Nodded out off ten Percs and eight lines, hope I don't die sleep
[RMC Mike:]
Y'all know we had to come Dum and Dumber for the third time
When I go OT, I don't just rap, I be turd buyin'
My bitch cook dope too, I told her treat it like stir fry
Drop the top on the Benz coupe and let the vert fly
Took me thirty minutes just to count up a small mansion
Cross a nigga with this brand new Glock, I got ball handling
Remember when we used to heat the house up with all candles
Now I'm somewhere rentin' out a thirty, causin' ball damage
[Rio Da Yung OG:]
I already dodged a bitch after I rammed her, so I bought a Jeep
You get it? I already
I already Dodge Rammed it, so let's see how the Jeep ride
Dum and Dumber, bitch, we had to give it to y'all three times
[RMC Mike:]
2019 BM-dub with surround sound
Eat a honey pack, then take a new bitch to pound town
The exhaust is in the front, so the motor got a loud growl
I heard you went home with all them ones, you a Bow Wow
Yeah (Ooh, Sav killed it)
What up, Sav?
Dum and Dumber Three, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
My nigga made sixty racks off white collar crime
When I close my eyes at night, I see dollar signs
I just can't see myself bein' with you, bae, I'm kind of blind
I could be across the street and still be not on time
Twenty racks in all blues, I'm on that type of time
Bring a Casino Black & Mild, I smoke that kind of kind
Her ass fat, bank account too, and she kind of fine
If a kid punch my son while he at school, I'm startin' a Columbine
[RMC Mike:]
Ri', meet me in the backroom, you know it's countin' time
Walk out the mall and looked to the left and I found a dime
Not the coin, I'm talkin' 'bout ten thousand dollar signs
I'm good at talkin' shit, now in my hood, I'm idolized
Fucked Truth up, the hoes left with a healthy bag
Bro, I'm tryna get my gun in here, they gotta check me last
Six months from now, my whole team gon' be in a wealthy bag
She suckin' dick, we ridin' down Woodward, she tryna help me crash
[Rio Da Yung OG:]
Me and Mike back again, y'all thought it was over
They don't book us at the club 'cause we kill promoters
Take the deposit, pop dog in front the club, and still promote it
Don't give a fuck about police, I know the owners, I'm still goin'
You need a hundred fifty racks, you wanna buy these
She drunk textin', told me to come over and use five E's
Drew off five E's, took the state boys on a high-speed
Nodded out off ten Percs and eight lines, hope I don't die sleep
[RMC Mike:]
Y'all know we had to come Dum and Dumber for the third time
When I go OT, I don't just rap, I be turd buyin'
My bitch cook dope too, I told her treat it like stir fry
Drop the top on the Benz coupe and let the vert fly
Took me thirty minutes just to count up a small mansion
Cross a nigga with this brand new Glock, I got ball handling
Remember when we used to heat the house up with all candles
Now I'm somewhere rentin' out a thirty, causin' ball damage
[Rio Da Yung OG:]
I already dodged a bitch after I rammed her, so I bought a Jeep
You get it? I already
I already Dodge Rammed it, so let's see how the Jeep ride
Dum and Dumber, bitch, we had to give it to y'all three times
[RMC Mike:]
2019 BM-dub with surround sound
Eat a honey pack, then take a new bitch to pound town
The exhaust is in the front, so the motor got a loud growl
I heard you went home with all them ones, you a Bow Wow
