Song parody of
Insurgent (feat. Rich Amiri)
by RicoCoolin
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That bitch she want her a Birkin
Fuck from the back and she squirtin'
I get them racks for certain
Yo money low it's a
Young nigga fly like a bird
And young nigga clean detergent
I pull up in an insurgent
I pull up in an insurgent
I get the racks racks
Fuckin that hoe from the backpack
Money I stack that
That nigga flexin' on Snapchat
I'm in the back of the back
I never lack I'm strapped
We gon turn him to a pack
We gon put one in his back
Big mamba I gotta go hard in the paint
I'm gon pull up, put that bitch to his face
Tryna be rich with Amiri's and Saint's
That boy talking shit put his head on a gate
I got a glock but I still got a shank
Before I do hits I'm a man of my faith
Before I spin that block man I sit and I pray
I'm praying to God this bitch blow out his face
1 2 3 4
Shooters aiming at your door
5 6 7 8
Glocks make em levitate
Take that boy out like a date
Choppers eat him like a steak
In yo crib I renovate
Bullets here
Bullets there
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
It's General Woe niggas sayin' my name
We shot at that bitch put that boy in a frame
I feel like I'm Sonic I'm taking his rings
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
He think he a king bitch this ain't Game of Thrones
Oh that boy stuntin' I take his Vlone
Think he an animal, dead on the road
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
They wanna know if I hang with the gang
They cannot beat me I'm Floyd in the ring
My nina Aaliyah I'm letting it sing
I'm off these perky's I never could think
Eliante with this drip imma sink
That bitch she want her a Birkin
Fuck from the back and she squirtin'
I get them racks for certain
Yo money low it's a
Young nigga fly like a bird
And young nigga clean detergent
I pull up in an insurgent
I pull up in an insurgent
I get the racks racks
Fuckin that hoe from the backpack
Money I stack that
That nigga flexin' on Snapchat
I'm in the back of the back
I never lack I'm strapped
We gon turn him to a pack
We gon put one in his back
That bitch she want her a Birkin
Fuck from the back and she squirtin'
I get them racks for certain
Yo money low it's a
Young nigga fly like a bird
And young nigga clean detergent
I pull up in an insurgent
I pull up in an insurgent
I get the racks racks
Fuckin that hoe from the backpack
Money I stack that
That nigga flexin' on Snapchat
I'm in the back of the back
I never lack I'm strapped
We gon turn him to a pack
We gon put one in his back
Big mamba I gotta go hard in the paint
I'm gon pull up, put that bitch to his face
Tryna be rich with Amiri's and Saint's
That boy talking shit put his head on a gate
I got a glock but I still got a shank
Before I do hits I'm a man of my faith
Before I spin that block man I sit and I pray
I'm praying to God this bitch blow out his face
1 2 3 4
Shooters aiming at your door
5 6 7 8
Glocks make em levitate
Take that boy out like a date
Choppers eat him like a steak
In yo crib I renovate
Bullets here
Bullets there
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
It's General Woe niggas sayin' my name
We shot at that bitch put that boy in a frame
I feel like I'm Sonic I'm taking his rings
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
He think he a king bitch this ain't Game of Thrones
Oh that boy stuntin' I take his Vlone
Think he an animal, dead on the road
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
They wanna know if I hang with the gang
They cannot beat me I'm Floyd in the ring
My nina Aaliyah I'm letting it sing
I'm off these perky's I never could think
Eliante with this drip imma sink
That bitch she want her a Birkin
Fuck from the back and she squirtin'
I get them racks for certain
Yo money low it's a
Young nigga fly like a bird
And young nigga clean detergent
I pull up in an insurgent
I pull up in an insurgent
I get the racks racks
Fuckin that hoe from the backpack
Money I stack that
That nigga flexin' on Snapchat
I'm in the back of the back
I never lack I'm strapped
We gon turn him to a pack
We gon put one in his back