When it comes to these n***as I don't really f** with em
When it comes to these hoes I don't really trust b**hes
Old a** rappers, washed up, no dishes
I ain't interested if you ain't talking no business
You dig me, b**h my music bangs like Quickies
The rap game need me like Bobby needed Whitney
n***a you's a mark, n***a you's a hickey
Black and white diamonds same color as TV shows in the 50s
I'm a go hard till I'm 50, these n***as tryna get me
Old bathroom a** rappers mad cause they flo' sh**ty
I ain't tryna run the city, n***a I ain't Diddy
I'm Rickey, I'm a make the world f** with me
And your girl f** with me, she know the name
Broken Xbox n***a, you ain't got the game
I'm the rap LeBron James, I got my own lane
I was swerving in the whip cause she was giving brain
I just hope they get the picture, I ain't rocking with you
You ain't got no flow like a dried out river
I'm a fly a** n***a, I'm in that H-Town
The way you saving hoes, you should keep a cape round
Super hero a** n***a, I don't want your girl
But she all on my zipper
I ain't talking bout the dolphin when I say she a flipper
My wallet thick like the bible, you think I had scriptures
I'm from the ave where the boys walk around with them pumps
I ain't talking bout the toilet when I say they'll dump
My wallet's bigger than a whole family of the [?]
I need proactive for my music cause I swear it bumps
I'm from the city of the land of the trill where it's hard to find a deal
And every girl's stripping cause they're tryna pay their bills and
Mamas steady crying cause their kids getting k**ed
When they go to the club, get hit with the steel