Rick lyrics

by

FullyChop


[Intro]
Brrt, brrt, brrt, you know that, you know that
Uh, uh, come through f*ckin', uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh (Twelvo made this sh*t bang)

[Chorus]
Come through f*ckin' up the di*ks, now we all on 57th (You know that)
He a goofy, tap that switch, he tried to run, now tap that melon (Bust his sh*t)
SRT, this b*tch keep yellin' (No bap)
Seen the jakes, I stopped and run
He a goofy, got no gun
b*tch, we bakin' sh*t for fun (You know that)
Long live 50, we ain't done
I blew the Draco with one arm
Get up on me, I ain't goin'
f*ckin' hoes, he watchin' porn (No bap)
pus*y so weak, that lil' b*tch borin'
f*ck the Track', let's pull up foreign
My b*tch so bad, boy, she ain't goin'
His ass a goofy, he a corn (You know that)
(His ass a goofy, he a corn)

[Verse]
Get with her friends, she showin' out
Put that di*k all through her mouth
We was f*ckin' on the couch
Did the guys, then kick hеr out
Sneak dissin' over clout
She got hеr brother, knock him out (No bap)
Fresh as hell, just check me out (You know that)
Trackhawk Jeep, this b*tch no bought
I shoot at heads, that's what I was taught
Ain't had no V, we had to walk
Get on your knees, what the f*ck you thought? (b*tch)
If Quan chase him, I know he caught
She tried to kiss me, was she lost? (Bad b*tch)
Treat me like a f*ckin' boss
Tryna be rich just like Rick Ross (You know that)
Money on point, he ready to toss (You know that, brr, go)
Walk in the store, f*ck what it costs (Grab that sh*t)
Opps shot at me, boy, that sh*t false
They goofy ass keep cliquin' up (They keep cliquin' up)
Belt, belt
[Chorus]
Come through f*ckin' up the di*ks, now we all on 57th (You know that)
He a goofy, tap that switch, he tried to run, now tap that melon (Bust his sh*t)
SRT, this b*tch keep yellin' (No bap)
Seen the jakes, I stopped and run
He a goofy, got no gun
b*tch, we bakin' sh*t for fun (You know that)
Long live 50, we ain't done
I blew the Draco with one arm
Get up on me, I ain't goin'
f*ckin' hoes, he watchin' porn (No bap)
pus*y so weak, that lil' b*tch borin'
f*ck the Track', let's pull up foreign
My b*tch so bad, boy, she ain't goin'
His ass a goofy, he a corn (You know that, you know that)
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