Richard Millie

Feel like baby inna jewelry store, I cop a Richard Millie
All these diamonds on my body, I feel like I run the city
If that nigga got a problem then he gotta get up with me
Popping Percs and Adderalls, think I might just lose a kidney
I ain't really never had shit, I'm with a bad bitch
She come crazy, she ain't average just like the last bitch
Don't tote 380s, we got Mac 11s with attachments
Don't do no talking, call up lotto 'cause he with the action

And I might come through in that striker
When I'm riding throught the city
Don't tote no thirty's we got fifty's, I'm a face up in my city
And all these bitches yelling, "Pick me", I got motion in my city
And then she seen I signed a deal so she tryna get up with me
Might call up Jdot on the line, I'm tryna get a nigga touch

And we lost dukeski like two weeks ago, been giving niggas flux
They know lil Pooda he retarded, he don't give no fuck
Because I come through slanging iron I lay this switchy on a cluck
I bag a six three up in dope, den I give it too my shorty
And he be out here with no gun so I gave lil' bro a 40
And he come through like Kendrick nun so his payment be like 40
They know lil' bro don't be for nun, he ain't never been no shorty

And I got Pooski, Jdot, Dukeski on a jet, they riding with me
And I just can't believe that we made it out the city
And we don't do no wolfing 'cause they know we run the city
Finesse the nigga for his chain, tell that Nigga get up with me

Feel like baby inna jewelry store, I cop a Richard Millie
All these diamonds on my body, I feel like I run the city
If that nigga got a problem then he gotta get up with me
Popping Percs and Adderalls, think I might just lose a kidney
I ain't really never had shit, I'm with a bad bitch
She come crazy, she ain't average just like the last bitch
Don't tote 380s, we got Mac 11s with attachments
Don't do no talking, call up lotto 'cause he with the action



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Writer(s): Pooda
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