The Prequel

Rico im sorry but i do it better
My lyrics are colder than winter weather
All the bars that im spitting are fatter than nutty professor
I got my flow sharper than cheddar
(Mother fuckers arent ready)
(...but ill give it to you anyway)
Rico im sorry
Rico im sorry
Rico im sorry
Rico im sorry
Rico im sorry
Rico im sorry
Rico im sorry but i do it better
My lyrics are colder than winter weather
All the bars that im spitting are fatter than nutty professor
I got my flow sharper than cheddar
All of my car seats are made out of leather
I got all these basic bitches under pressure
If yall want the smoke then ill tell you whenever
They call me the mother fucking soul collector
Come catch these hands im down for the fisticuffs
Im boutta take your ass to class like im mrs. puff
You got nothin to see here like im council bluffs
I got pounds in the swisher blunts
I got rounds ima make you jump
You little clowns all you little bitches fake as fuck
My greyhounds boutta make you duck
Shit, yall steady pressin your luck
Im boutta hit you with the 12 gauge buck lil bitch sit down
No youre not steppin in my part of town
NGL raining fires all to the ground
Cautious what you might say
My Homies might spray  
And you will never make a sound
Word around town were the best 
Yo girl got my kids on her chest (uh)
NGL gonna lay your ass to rest yall better come strapped with a vest
(Uh. Wait)
I never give a fuck about you basic bitches
All I care about is when I be efficient
If you get in my way, you'll sleep with the fishes
I don't got time for people jealous of my riches 
People don't care about what they dont know
Bitch better step back NGL gonna blow
Dont got no time for a bitch or a hoe
Woah
Or a mother fucking pig knocking at my door
Fuck the police
(I told you you werent ready)
(I told you you werent fucking ready)
(Fuck)



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