Antwon Carrera - RicHie K II lyrics

Yeah yeah, Yeah So Yeah So Free Mav [Verse 1] Just got a text message from God Tryna collect off a bet that I lost Delete the convo because I was sauced Them cigarettes got me with d**h in my cough Eighth letter member, you know it's the squad First n***a flexing, the next to get robbed Gave her some X, now I'm s**ing your broad Skin look like I'm in the Mexican mob Drugs smell like murder, raps are superb Dropping my sh**, that keeps breaking the server Never did college, ain't flipping no burgers Do it for n***a's that serve in the earner Dolla, 'bout money n***a, holla Tell ya main b**h swallow Never did pradas, mad crimes white collar Ralph got me looking like a scholar Father the flow y'all tryna bite Down on 'em like ya sniffing on a ball of ice Way I spit it motherf**er like I'm Walter White Way I whip it motherf**er I can name the price So I'm breaking mad bread, whether good or bad Glad or sad, 'til I pull up in that '97 Jag Dead face is off the dope smoke Foreign model gone off them orange bottle d** I introduced her to c**aine in the cuticles I'm showing you just who is who Due praise, I'm the highest A f**ing god like Poseidon I brought that wave that you riding, n***a 17 More Minutes every time, every time you see me Just know it's 17 More Minutes you not gon' see me Global (b**h a** n***as) you know the rest [Verse 2] Still the same n***a mama told you not to hang with Smoking 'til the whip turn to spaceship n***a's said that I wouldn't make it Now I'm getting paid just to say sh** Dope got a n***a with a facelift Hoes, only know 'em by they faces Catch a charge, pay the Jew, what it do? Lawyer beat the sh**, no matter what the case is Plot to hoes with [?] You would think my vocab float Whip the color ca**erole Posted bumping Chad and Hov That smoking out, pouring up Keep that lean up in my cup X-A-N-A-X in my system OG kush up in my blunt Got my heart feeling like a slug Damn, I think my sh** gon' stop Said you got a problem n***a When you see me, go and pop Guaranteed you getting hopped Cause n***a we don't do the feds, really (Weed got me 9th Grade high) Really I don't understand Stop, spark it, light it back up Smoking out something [Hook x2] Still throwed off the dope (pour) Still f**ing hoes Still getting dough I still be needing more Still faded, still faded That don't mean you made it I ain't make this sh** so that the radio could play it [Outro/Breakdown] So, act like you f**ing know Act like you f**ing know, n***a n***a, act like you f**ing know Said act like you f**ing know Act like you f**ing know, n***a Act like you f**ing know Said act like you f**ing know Act like you f**ing know, n***a Act like you f**ing know Said act like you f**ing know, n***a Global (Aight lemme hear it) This gon' be the RicHie K part 2