Ricky Hil - Barcelona lyrics

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Ricky Hil - Barcelona lyrics

I told my Pops on the phone that I'm coming home It's been 6 months And he ain't seen my face I'm smoking high grades I ain't smoking haze I use to get it in the heights Use to cop weight Mutha f**a I was born unafraid You can't live that way if you die this way So that p**y I'mma penetrate Listen to me demonstrate Syrup in the lemonade I'mma rebel I'mma runaway Renegade I been gettin' high since the 7th grade I can look in your eye, you a f**in lie I tell the truth everytime I'm in the both And I light an L I feel closer to hell I dose off watchin NHL With my hand on my L Ricky Hil the king of the Cut So when I come home, I always get a cut I'm high till my eyes shut Same questions Over and over Any time you leave I get the... Same questions Over and over Any time you leave So if I don't get my fix I gotta catch a grip Everyone my folk with find they own twist Muhh f**a, I just need more sip More hit, one pill, one thrill, one lift She get hit if she give me lip That b**h get hit when she give me lip That mean if she talk sh** then I slap the b**h And if she give me top then I'm gon f** the b**h Everybody up top still f** with this I'm from CT And I slurr my words like I'm B.G Cause I'm on the same sh** You just on some boy band, f**in lame sh** 8 pounds in this black Crown Vic I-95 with my homie drving south and sh** I got a b**h in Miami with a house and sh** She give me mouth and sh**, And she let my homies hit Same questions Over and over Any time you leave I get the... Same questions Over and over Any time you leave Yeah This for that 03 That south CT Ya'll pour up Park the black Fords up This is CT That's the 03 The south part of CT Park the black Fords up Pour Up Crack a dutch Light more up More up Pour up Yeah pour up Pour up Crack a dutch Light more up This for that 03 CT