WOAH lyrics

[Intro: Uncle Panther]
Ricky Hil is back, woah!
f*cking all the b*tches, woah! woah!
Ricky Hil is back, he f*cks all the b*tches, woah!

[Verse]
Two fifty for the O, KC hat on, low like a bow
Ain't nobody with me right now but my bro
Ricky ain't picky, 'bout to hit me a hoe
Wait a f*cking minute, I know that hoe
She from the row, she f*ck with my bro
She hit me on the low, I told that b*tch No
You must be slow, sixteen O's
High at my shows, i'm f*cking these hoes
I look good in my clothes
Tall ass models, all they do is pose
Just to f*ck the b*tch, gotta get on my toes
You know they f*ck with Rich cause I keep 'em on their toes
Big ass weed, burn it like toast
White tees and Carhartt coats
Beige di*kies, rolling up bose
b*tches with me rolling like oats
Ice cream, root beer floats
64's that drive like boats
b*tch it's HIL, you already know
It's just us, we got nowhere to go
Pull it out can you suck it like a pro
Lay down, I wanna lick every hole
I put the tip then I stick in some more
That pus*y grip, don't wanna let it go
I'm out the door, leave you in limbo
I don't f*ck with you, I don't f*ck with limos
I ain't playing with you like tic-tac-toe & nintendos
b*tch, I'm going up like Windows
I know you know how this movie goes
It's like I live in these studios
And I got a lot of b*tches like Ruby Rose