No Handouts

Rifa P Rolli

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Rifa P Rolli


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Nigga why gotcha hand out, Ion even do hand outs 
Closed mouths ain't feed now, In my G5 bout to land now 
Wearing pac sun, with the bandz out backwoods pull the grams out
EX bitchs is fan now 
My Ex bitch my fan now

Pull up in the Aston Martin 
Skirt skirt hell yea then I parked it 
Pull up yea then I sparked it
Only lu grams when I'm sparking 
I be driving fast I don't even know 
What the hell I should call it 
Henny got me feeling real retarded 
Call me Rifa p yea the artist 
Drinking 40s in a party
Got a white girl off the molly
Got a black girl and she narley 
Smoking weed feel like Marley
Got a black girl off the molly
Got a white girl go retarded 
This a Rifa P party 
Yea this a Rifa P party 
Rifa why you gotcha bandz out 
Roll out the p no grams now 
Closed mouths ain't feed now
In my G5 bout to land now 
My bitch sick, she got the flu cause
My diamonds dripping, on me so blue
We swerving on the way to the stu
She give me top and I be like oouuu
Backwood filled with cook or glue
Press one button to start the coupe 
Press one button to drop the roof 
Say one word just get her loose
I hit the henny now I feel it oouuu
All this essences, feeling like a blessing 
Find treasures gotta have message
Pushing pressure on the pussy pedals
Can't F*ck with swag, but I got the essence 
Called my jeweler, bout to cop a necklace 
Now call up Juli, finna get the session 
All this gold, gotta stay protected 
Dripped in sauce, got the bitches guessing
Paint the ground, red bottom stepping 
Je m'appelle Rifa, girl you sexy
Spit the essences, in then undress her

Lets get high, call up bless the session 
Rolling woods driving, miss my exit 
Rifa life yea, we in the building 
Rifa loud, nigga can't u smell it 
My nigga sippin, really fucking tripping
Yea you see a nigga really drippy
Sippin on a, mathafucking 4 
Yea it got me, really moving slow
Baby yea this is how it go
Nigga mad at me better check ya hoe 
Louie stepping better, watch the toes
Nigga I been really on the road 
Yea I'm stamping, on my fucking visa 
Yea I'm swiping, all these fucking visas
I ain't tripping, baby we can spend 
I'm pimping baby, I'm trying to flip it 

Nigga why gotcha hand out, Ion even do hand outs 
Closed mouths ain't feed now, In my G5 bout to land now 
Wearing pac sun, with the bandz out backwoods pull the grams out
EX bitchs is fan now 
My Ex bitch a fan now

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Written by: Perrish Ingram

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