Rick
She like where you going, with all that Rick
Top down I just put Margiela in the whip
Top down I really put my brother in the bitch
I'm riding round with blues before I knew about a Crip
She said boy where is you going, with all of that Rick Owens
You put all your jewelry on it look like it's snowing
You got all your money in the whip where is you going
What is this you smoking in the whip what is you blowing
Shit I got Marni on I cut her off cause she annoying
Peep it she a basic bitch wan fuck just cause we touring
Blue check, blue rackeys nigga lookin' like you on
Take a nigga bitch quick from this dog shit I got on
Them shoes ain't even out yet, how much for your outfit
You ballin' where the scouts at them niggas is not bout that
Fuck that pussy where yo mouth at? I can't fuck no fans
I pass 'em to my mans, I came up off a gram
Shit I would catch that shit but that'll get me in a jam
Shit I would fuck that bitch but she be tryna use the cam
Got on new Bottega, I'm gone LA Ram
Got a big ol choppa bullets and it's pretty F and N
She be actin' like they twins she be blockin' on her friend
And we pull in the Maybach man that bitch ain't have a dent
And I came with some hitters man we shinin' in this bitch
Feeling like I'm Meech and Terry I be givin' out them zips
I'm a Gemini, I need twins
Pulled up in a drop top with Nyko I need bands
Don't come by yourself baby mama where your friends
I can not see niggas Chanel's on the lens
Could of bought a Benz, fuck it bought some drip
Spent bought 50 thousand on my closet I'm the lick
She thought they was Dickies, told her these was Ricks
She thought I was single, I'm in the mix
Shit every day I walk outside my fit cost a used Honda
Trappin' and rappin' every day I fuckin' do commas
Pressy on the way, gang call me Obama
I ain't know who to fuck they all look good I picked the whole line up
Zoom right in the Corvette, bitch I'm good bitch I'm all that
And I heard them niggas cap, get them boys a hard hat
Gang right with me every step no they don't fall back
Cause she used to call me daddy now that hoe can't get her paw back
They like bitch you goin' crazy, your car look like a spaceship
How much for your bracelet did you pay or did you take it
Every time you drive Margiela it look like you racin'
You was in Margiela before rap I knew you'd make it (Margiela)
Top down I just put Margiela in the whip
Top down I really put my brother in the bitch
I'm riding round with blues before I knew about a Crip
She said boy where is you going, with all of that Rick Owens
You put all your jewelry on it look like it's snowing
You got all your money in the whip where is you going
What is this you smoking in the whip what is you blowing
Shit I got Marni on I cut her off cause she annoying
Peep it she a basic bitch wan fuck just cause we touring
Blue check, blue rackeys nigga lookin' like you on
Take a nigga bitch quick from this dog shit I got on
Them shoes ain't even out yet, how much for your outfit
You ballin' where the scouts at them niggas is not bout that
Fuck that pussy where yo mouth at? I can't fuck no fans
I pass 'em to my mans, I came up off a gram
Shit I would catch that shit but that'll get me in a jam
Shit I would fuck that bitch but she be tryna use the cam
Got on new Bottega, I'm gone LA Ram
Got a big ol choppa bullets and it's pretty F and N
She be actin' like they twins she be blockin' on her friend
And we pull in the Maybach man that bitch ain't have a dent
And I came with some hitters man we shinin' in this bitch
Feeling like I'm Meech and Terry I be givin' out them zips
I'm a Gemini, I need twins
Pulled up in a drop top with Nyko I need bands
Don't come by yourself baby mama where your friends
I can not see niggas Chanel's on the lens
Could of bought a Benz, fuck it bought some drip
Spent bought 50 thousand on my closet I'm the lick
She thought they was Dickies, told her these was Ricks
She thought I was single, I'm in the mix
Shit every day I walk outside my fit cost a used Honda
Trappin' and rappin' every day I fuckin' do commas
Pressy on the way, gang call me Obama
I ain't know who to fuck they all look good I picked the whole line up
Zoom right in the Corvette, bitch I'm good bitch I'm all that
And I heard them niggas cap, get them boys a hard hat
Gang right with me every step no they don't fall back
Cause she used to call me daddy now that hoe can't get her paw back
They like bitch you goin' crazy, your car look like a spaceship
How much for your bracelet did you pay or did you take it
Every time you drive Margiela it look like you racin'
You was in Margiela before rap I knew you'd make it (Margiela)
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Writer(s): Jason Romero
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