Rick Owens lyrics

by

Lil Tecca



[Intro]
(Aha, I miss you, Bryce)
(Ayy, Vikas, you made this?)
(2Ezzy on some other sh*t)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Got Rick Owen, Rick Owen, got my fit on
What she wanna lick on? I bet she could get on
Money can't fit, nah, money can't fit, oh
Pull up on your b*tch now, I bet she wanna get on
Rick Owen, Rick Owen, got my fit on
Slide on your ho now, I know that they p*ssed off
I know that they p*ssed off
She do not know what my wrist on
Tell her I'll pull up, she gon' pull over

[Verse: Pasto Flocco]
Yeah, Tecca, he rockin' the Prada, I'm rockin' Margiela, yeah
They wasn't givin' no hand-out's, me and him got it on dolo
I need some drip, finna go 'head to SoHo (To the town)
b*tch, I jump like a pogo
Finna hit my dance, the Margiela
All whitе tee and you know that sh*t polo
Rick Owen, you know how that sh*t go
They stomp in that sh*t like a Citgo
Alеxander McQeueen, got that drip walk
Head right in the bands
All the money I'm spendin', this sh*t is so crazy
I'm the man, f*ck your mans
We had a good time for the night, baby, I'm not your mans
[Refrain: Pasto Flocco]
She wanna stay but I kicked that b*tch out
She was mad that I ain't kissin' her mouth
She only want me for the clout
f*ck that ho body, I just want the mouth
Rick Owen, they wanna know what the fit costs
Balenciaga for big boys
Two-thousand dollars make me sit tall

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Got Rick Owen, Rick Owen, got my fit on
What she wanna lick on? I bet she could get on
Money can't fit, nah, money can't fit, oh
Pull up on your b*tch now, I bet she wanna get on
Rick Owen, Rick Owen, got my fit on
Slide on your ho now, I know that they p*ssed off
I know that they p*ssed off
She do not know what my wrist on
Tell her I'll pull up, she gon' pull over

[Refrain: Pasto Flocco]
She wanna stay but I kicked that b*tch out
She was mad that I ain't kissin' her mouth
She only want me for the clout
f*ck that ho body, I just want the mouth
Rick Owen, they wanna know what the fit costs
Balenciaga for big boys
Two-thousand dollars make me sit tall
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Got Rick Owen, Rick Owen, got my fit on
What she wanna lick on? I bet she could get on
Money can't fit, nah, money can't fit, oh
Pull up on your b*tch now, I bet she wanna get on
Rick Owen, Rick Owen, got my fit on
Slide on your ho now, I know that they p*ssed off
I know that they p*ssed off
She do not know what my wrist on
Tell her I'll pull up, she gon' pull over
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