Lyrics:
homies nigga rip
You know I got her goin off the drip
Bitch I'm like Rick call me Rick James
Bitch I like bread like big bands
Yea I like them
nothing else suitable
It's tea and bickies with the Bold and the Beautiful
We'll get up late and have a 3pm breaky
I'll be your C.J. if you be my Becky
Go,
check it UGH
So slick no rick flow
Is the motion the potion
Dissolving eroding my vocals
Broke this
Noted devoted controlling
I know I'm the chosen
I keep enemies on me like we in Rez fuck it, I don't need no rest, shoot it, take
It less aim at his head, I'm going to die by respect
Money
in
The Devil may cry
Run up on gang we gon' shoot, bitch
Your bitch, she's in love with the crew
Exclusive drip all on my- huh, huh
Marni and Rick
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
Number Nine wit' the Prada, but lately I been fuckin' wit the Rick Owens
I just took yo hoe what you gon' do bout it?
Can't fuck wit' none of y'all,
get a wife whats the price for ya own shit homie
This mine Rick James bitch and Im flying
You were hot then ya left like Vine
32 years and I age like
low 'cause these niggas is fufu
Playin' both sides, actin' like Brasco
Black Rick Owens, I stay in designer
Word on the block, you can't go fast
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah I know I got the sauce
I done flexed up so you know I been a boss
Rick Owens jacket when I come around
Just finished
and Mannie Fresh
You know we gettin' money by the way a nigga dress
I'm talkin' Japanese Denim (Boss), money stuffed in 'em
Got the coolest of the cars
die by myself (yuh)
These are just things I think about so good luck to you
You'll have to put up with my shit to be in a better mood
Will we get
Prolly could'a split shit
But you ain't wanna
22 Chains like I'm Slick Rick
Chilling with thick bitch
And we finna get low
Yeah I'm tryna dig shit
Uncle
the signal
I've got millions of minus minions plugged into my miser
Plus some fan-girls on my dick go: (We love you Rick)
Now don't slip illuminate torches
seems I been shot by cupid
Am I gonna stop, think not that's stupid cuz . . .
ooooh
Im in love
Im in love
Im in love
Im in love with you
[And there aint
vision vivid my homies dying
But you know I came through
Whatever time like Rick
You was like Sanjay now I feel like you Craig
I could have gave you
Flu Games
Rick Owen white hoodie look like Klu Klan
Live fast, It’s F1, my new gun (Gun)
Black on black
Got new titties like Shu young (Young)
Fuckin’
Hello sexy I'm grim love
Let me have a look at your uhh milk dud
(Violent J)
Aww shit you fell for that
I ain't gonna tell you got your hole ring tapped
danger now you blinking twice yea
On some savage shit no emotions I'm use to this
Real Sagittarius give me a moment I'm talking my shit
Ricks on feeling
tempted
To what, Rick? To discharge in a sista
Next thing in the dressin' room, pardon me, mister
Yes, I said cautiously, "Crazy, but possibly
You
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
No I can't keep her
She a dubski
I might take you overtime we going OT
I might take you overseas
Took your bitch yeah we going Belize
She said love
Rick and Morty,
Ballin’ with my shorty,
Pump it up to 40,
Ballin’ with my whole team,
I’m finna go mainstream,
Clyde and Bonnie,
Take it by all
people feelings like he didn't have a conscience
Like 'I love you', when he's hittin' that stash
Then degraded, the shorty, like he didn't have class
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