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on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
stash they cash in mattress
Hustle like I’m Rick Ross when he turrned a rock into a mountain
Trickin over wack bitches, I ain’t stressed
I got my
a bitch 
Make the money fat like Rick Ross 
On my knees I dey pray
For chopping life and many more 
Money coming in also going out 
As you see me bro I
in his drawer
And this bitch, I've been feeling like I'm Rick Ross
Big Ghost said let me make it known to introduce myself

Papa Perky put the skeezy
The Gotdamn World That Listen To Me, Nizza
You Just A Nizza Running Round This B!$$h Telling Penitentiary Stories
You Can’t Even Feed Your Own Motherfucking
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
to auctioneer
He trying to get your soul for real
Trying to be Rick Ross a boss but he already lost
He ain't got power he just a face like mascot
I'm ready for
lil bitch smiling now she keep calling me Rick Ross
Make her bend it over touch her toes when I hit from the back
She want me to manage her I told that
get lost
Ego is on Rick Ross
She give me a kiss, I'm wiping off her Fenty lip gloss
That's okay though, she do what I say
So, I just put in work, get
a Monday
Them Rick Ross days, we was playin' that gunplay
We really in them fields, we was playin' with them folks
You run across Carson Field, get that ass
salty
Cause you gotta know that my shit talks ballsy
I'm the big boss, yeah
Gotta health bar size of rick ross, yeah.
Ridda my peers with a criss cross,
Lil Boat
None of that crying
No you wasn't crying when you was in motion
Rick Ross boss of myself hell yeah my parents get one up on me
Fried ass niggas
violate, we send him to the moon
Switch it up with the criss-cross
(Yeah! Yeah)
Pockets on fat, yeah, my pockets on Rick Ross
You a fan, boy, get lost (Woah,
hard to miss
I won't dare trust a hoe
Hell nah we can't kiss
I'm a savage lil nigga
I been through everything 
I don't play by the rules 
This not a fair
knock a nigga off course
And my pockets be on rick Ross
Ain’t nobody teach me this floss
Different car but depend on the weather
Fendi monster that be
Rick Ross
He just told us that we fucked up and that it's our loss
But we don't care, we want some bodies no matter the cost

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So we blasting
worried bout the wrong s**t
And about the wrong b***h
Know you need a raw niche 
I'm up and you can't stand me 
Now I'm just bout LANDY 
And its sweet like
Look like I don't take a loss
She dance on the dick, do the floss
Money big Rick Ross
Make 'em jump Kris Kross
Polo fittin' lacrosse
Got me drippin' hot
on ol' Rick Ross status
Don't get flipped like you in gymnastics, uh
Niggas hard online, but in real life he made of plastic
You ain't built the way I'm
handled
I call your name out, I been labeled as a vandal
Uhh! Homie imma Lead by Example
Imma say the type of shit that people can't handle
I dont give
Dropa don nuh Rick Ross but him a the Boss
We teeth dem white like chalk yea we flass
Champagne glass ina hand wen we flass
An we youth dem flass wen we
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
toxic element
I can't stand this b-t hypocrisy
Inclusion and diversity does not equal equality
F-k feelings, free speech should never change policies
When
put in the bag you don't care about the cost
Rick Owen shoes and Maybachs like you Ross

Smoking on some green and we face it
You wit a baddie now I

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