Rik Flow Pt. 1

He a victim (huh)
It Wasn't attempted (Huh)
Pulled up to the crib around 6 (Huh)
It wasn't no witness (Bow)
Bitch, we wicked, (On God)
I'm really gifted, You niggas be out here telling
Y'all ain't doing shit but writing scriptures (Snitching)
I could've bought a Mac, But I like sumn wit ah kickback (Bow)
Flying down yo street, In this all black Pontiac, (Scree)
I'm wit a gang of shooters (Huh)
Bitch, you don't get yo party wacked,
Smoking good zaza, Bitch, this ain't no party pack (No cap)
Huh, Huh
I'm Swerving lane to lane, bitch!
I Got a bad bitch, she like to give me brain,
Huh, Huh
I'm swerving lane to lane, Bitch!
I Got a bad bitch, she like to give me brain,

Crispy young nigga, ima put Indy on the map
Trapping out my momma crib, taught me how to rap,
Been doing this shit for fun, now I think I need ah couple racks
Cuz killed that nigga, cause that nigga was fuck a rat,
Huh, Huh,
I got a big gun,
This bitch susie just told me that I'm the chosen one,
(Who tf is Susie)
I'm knocking hoes down back to back, That's ah hole in one
Racking up a check, after a check, I'm my mama son,
I can teach you how to dance when you totting one,
Shordy said she love me; but I know I'm not the only one (Capped out)
Only things I love is my family, them bank runs
Them bank runs,
Them bank runs,
Them bank runs,

I been the man, this shit was god's plan,
I'm selling zips back to back, I think I'm tweak man
Brodie said that nigga look hard Let's get em then (let's get em then)
Let's get em then, I got it at his chin
If he bark, ima bite, Call me cujo then (Grrrr)
This shit so easy man, I'm just so built to win
When I make it, ima get my dawgs out that can
I'm repping the gang, cuz Only the Notorious win (OTN)
Yo bitch love the gang and she love my close friends
That's why I treat these hoes like Hooptie's, even if she is ah Benz
These hoes love only fans, cuz they get paid in advance, No Cap
(No Cap)



Credits
Writer(s): Rik Bandz
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