Free RicoLostIt

Yeah, a little too late, a little too over
One am we going on two right now nigga
Every day, every night nigga, tryna get a dollar off this shit, just watch me
And I'ma give it to em straight facts and I ain't gonna lie on this bitch, nigga

I seen some niggas hate when I was young
Most of them niggas ain't even make it to this day, died to the gun
Niggas they be hating, they be running off without no funds
Rob em for his shit, we hear them sirens, everybody run
This bitch she a eater, she taking pics with everybody drums
Popped a running man, go MIA, now we on the run
This bitch got California breeze, make a nigga catch the sun
My niggas tired of losing, they seen a loss before they seen a dub
Ion even wanna talk, how much for the pussy, bitch I'm tryna fuck
My nigga want out, he like Lamar, they keep on sayin truss
They tryna give him life for a life, but my nigga ain't even get to live enough
Run a nigga hoe, then run her out, then run her back again
The judge giving counts, I lost count, but I'ma count again
Ion hit bitches, but it's a wrap, she run her mouth again
Stack it up, a nigga lost a stack, but I'ma stack again
Ion answer texts, better yet, Ion answer calls
My nigga beat the cat, then later on, he gon' sell her dog
Send some shots up out the V, they see em hating, they gon' send him home
She want a ring from the fucking MVP, but I'm like Karl Malone
I'ma fuck her cousin, better yet, I ain't gon' get involved
I left her last night, then this morning, I had a hundred calls
Getting jiggy with the bitch, in the car, I seen a fucking saw
She ain't give none when I was losing it, but nowadays she give it all



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Writer(s): Mark Adams Jr
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