No Handouts
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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