Ricky Hil - No More lyrics

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Ricky Hil - No More lyrics

{Verse: Ricky} Mozzy Osbourne, Jim Morrison, and Marilyn Skinny hoes sniffing Caroline Stop tryna be like me in its embarrassing 450 grams in the caravan That's why I act arrogant When they pull up in the truck take care of 'em I don't really like those fu*ks I don't care for them I'll be back in CT in about 2 hours I been up for 2 days without 1 showier I knock bad b*tches down like the twin towers Put her pussy on bags if she know my power She gon always call me back b*tch I know about her If she know how to act or I can't allow her Smoking on a pack I ain't smoking sour Pounds in the back and they all ours I don't know how to act no more Best where I'm from, what you call that who*e? Best make me cum, what we fu*king for? Got the best SS with the 4 doors Got the Joe Pesh spec with the wood floors Got the candy paint dripping off on to yours This is neighborhood, not Dior What you really even though that we did this for? Used to pop Tylenol 4's by the porch Now we sip pours, smoke L's by the porch Bout to get a SS pick up only 2 doors G4, I know you gotta verse, some words for these birds {Hook} I don't know how to act no more I don't know how to (x2) I don't know how to act no more Skinny hoes sniffing Caroline I don't know how to act no more I don't know how to (x2) I don't know how to act no more Mozzy Osbourne, Jim Morrison, and Marilyn {Verse 2: Niko G4} Aye, {?} Ricky Hil, Limo, b*tch Aye, lil b*tch (x2) uh Don't fu*k with {?} b*tch you know I'm all about bands ni**as hate on a ni**a getting money b*tch they my biggest fans We be on that sh*t these fu*k ni**as can't understand Like how to make them 100's pop by the rubber band Bad b*tch, a mannequin with a lil sexy thing She like that cocaina, she like to snort white sand She gon fu*k me then I pass her to the bro she fu*k my mans You with that sh*t you {?} that b*tch you cuffing like the feds Now I don't fu*k with none of that Got your b*tch make her run it back In that pussy ni**a touchdown like to run it back Aye, ni**a 100 stacks, my clique with 100 stacks Take your b*tch doing all of that Dogging that b*tch never call her back {Hook} {Verse 3: {?} (possibly Keith Ape)} Aye, aye ... ... xanax bar ... ... {Hook}