Lyrics:
Think I finally got rich yeah
Think I finally got rich
Since I copped me some Rick yeah
Ok cool, that shit worth a brick
Think I finally got lit,
Bet that nigga Feel Dat Shit!
I don't really relate to nobody i'm on whole different shit
Switch
Switch, Bitch that Draco Switch!
I got Rick on Rick
Fuck it, I'm here for night
Get it right
Dirty Sprites
Let me live
Let me go and do my shit
Drip
Hoe I Rick Owen my fit
All these racks on my bitch
My
a kiss
I just wake up the next morning, brush my teeth and put on ricks
That bitch was on my mind 24/7, I can't miss
She be calling up my phone, I'm tryna
why these niggas wanna try
Car go zoom , could’ve did a drive by
Can’t get a piece , this not a pie
Roll thru the city wit a blicky
Middle finger up
you gotta go through
Me, to get to Rick Cee and I'm deadly
I'm so unstoppable it's unbelievable
Pull out a record and we'll achieve a new
Height,
my folks
I hope one day I'm remembered by my music not my jokes
I've been getting so high
I don't wanna come down
Back to the ground
I've been getting
No pressure when its effortless, I'm always in my mode
Whether I live or die, a nigga living by the code
Ten toes on my soul, I can never fold
This
fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid cause Rick said
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid 'cause Rick said so
Make the woofers
It's at least 100 degrees, sweating like a fool
Aight, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Young Juice, ayy, ayy, okay, okay
By any means I gotta get it
You can
fucked up
They throwin craps
Now you're playin with you're bad
Luck
Can't be too slick
Go so cray with the new drip
Boots in the couch
I'm so Rick
yeah
Richard Mille, bonbon, Rick Owens, yeah
I be stylin' on niggas, I put it on, yeah (Yeah, huh)
Cyber to Ferragamo
The Restoration Hardware
know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
Damn I'm so stylish
I'm top model wildin
Damn I'm so stylish
These bitches be wildin
And I can spot my hoes by the thousands
Like they islands
Damn
got the sauce
I done flexed up so you know I been a boss
Rick Owens jacket when I come around
Just finished trapping I’m moving in town
I’m a legendary
but I'll forever be ill
And I'm tired and sick and so are Rick and Jill
Oh no, she's looking true her pictures and he knows
That all that you do is
to these bitches
Rule Number one
Never trust the opposition
Always Keep it by my side
Now my cup Is purple
Always put my faith in God
Yeah I'm moving
Rick Ross: Trilla
Bird-man: brrrr!
[Webbie]
The 'lil soldier wit nothin' clear to see wasn't nobody handin' him shit
Ridin' round town glamor
met me
Make up your mind no hurry
Once in a lifetime no driftin' apart
This not by chance keep playin' your part
Indecisive I don't know what I want
Max
Virus got me feeling like I'm Miley Cyrus
Wilding 2013 VMAs got me dying
Got me feeling heavy stupid students gave it to me
Call me sick rick
quicker than that, could've been old by now
Can't sleep I'm up, I wish I could laugh, but the thought of you got me down
So I had to go and put, it on
Too
[Chorus]
I took my bitch to lennox mall I call it tricking off
50 bricks just crossed the state, I call it getting across
Gucci, rick ross
and a Newport
I put my money where my mouth is
Number one anywhere the south is
Rich niggas, you can tell by the outfits
High tops, Versace, I'm on that boss shit
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