My reporters told me they seent the post you posted 'bout Rico Recklezz, what's yo feelin's bout him?
Man, f** Rico Recklezz
The n***a a clown bro
He all up on interviews, talkin' 'bout some he smokin' big Tooka and I was a b**h in the county, bro
You know n***as say that sh**
Where Rico Recklezz right now right now
He gon' have to deal with the consequences when we come over
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
I feel like y'all sometimes be forcin' my hand with this sh**
Everytime I make a song they be like he talkin' 'bout you
Like no the f** he ain't
All this Brick and Tooka smokin'
Ain't nobody pull up on me
Ain't nobody slappin' me
It's a real n***a party, no the f** it ain't
Foenem off the drank, smokin' dead n***a stank
You ain't got no rank, shoot the thirty 'til it clank
Free my brothers out the clank
And your shooter f**in' jank, damn
Smokin' Tooka all way to the bank
I can't make this sh** up, shoot you in your face, damn
And your b**h know how my dick taste
n***as say they gangsta, I'm crackin' treys and droppin' rakes
'Cause if you really slide, how the f** your brother died then?
Pop out, why the f** your a** inside then?
Shoot up every f**in' car you ridin' in
Every time they say my name, somebody die again
You don't wanna hear that brrat
Where was ya at when Brick got wrecked?
He ain't even have a strap
Couldn't even clap back
Goofy n***a lackin', now he just another pack, ugh
Just served an old lady I went to church with
She used to call my phone when the first hit
How you a k**er, you froze up on your first hit
How you a real n***a and you hangin' with a snitch?
b**h n***as just rappin', acting tough
All your homies dead, n***a, turn the f** up
Guns on Instagram, but in real life ain't shoot nothin'
Still up in Chiraq, smokin' Tooka, countin' money, b**h
It's a real n***a party, no the f** it ain't
Foenem off the drank, smokin' dead n***a stank
You ain't got no rank, shoot the thirty 'til it clank
Free my brothers out the clank
And your shooter f**in' jank, damn
Smokin' Tooka all way to the bank
I can't make this sh** up, shoot you in your face, damn
And your b**h know how my dick taste
n***as say they gangsta, I'm crackin' treys and droppin' rakes
'Cause if you really slide, how the f** your brother died then?
Pop out, why the f** your a** inside then?
Shoot up every f**in' car you ridin' in
Every time they say my name, somebody die again
They be like "Recklezz, why you smack folks in the store?"
sh** n***a, I don't know but he lucky I ain't blow
Shoutout Ill Will, knocked out Mikey at the show
And I'm rollin' off the mid, gettin' throat from his ho
n***as say the fame made me change up on my gang
Stop with all the lies, them n***as weren't my guys
First ones to testify up on the homicide
b**h I'm really gang, so it's f** every side
b**h I'm droppin' rakes, and I'm crackin' treys
Trappin' everyday, b**h I'm makin' plays
Rusty 38's, Russian AK's
Smokin' Russian Cream and dead opps to the face, b**h
It's a real n***a party, no the f** it ain't
Foenem off the drank, smokin' dead n***a stank
You ain't got no rank, shoot the thirty 'til it clank
Free my brothers out the clank
And your shooter f**in' jank, damn
Smokin' Tooka all way to the bank
I can't make this sh** up, shoot you in your face, damn
And your b**h know how my dick taste
n***as say they gangsta, I'm crackin' treys and droppin' rakes
'Cause if you really slide, how the f** your brother died then?
Pop out, why the f** your a** inside then?
Shoot up every f**in' car you ridin' in
Every time they say my name, somebody die again