RICKY TAN

[Intro]
(Damn, Con, this shit sound crazy)
You dig?

[Verse 1]
I thank Allah every day 'cause He made me who I am (Who I am)
Never sat around and waited, always forward with the plan (Forward with the plan)
Yeah, I had to pull some schemes, middle finger, Uncle Sam
Bitch, we livin' on our term, it's a lifestyle, not a brand (Life on our terms)
Yeah, we gettin' to it, so I do my money dance (Ayy, ayy)
When my dog killed my other dog, put me in a trance (Damn)
I just seen them boy at Boobie trap, flexin' on the 'Gram (I just seen 'em)
How you screamin', "Fuck the opps," but get splattered by your man?
How your ass ain't get no property, but out here flexin' bands? (Huh?)
Hang a pussy by his Cuban link and shake him where he stand (Grrah, grrah)
Bitch, it's Boobie Loota— what? (What?) I heard be gettin' in
Am I famous for my music, or I'm famous for my sin? (Damn)

[Chorus]
Put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me what it is (Tell me what it is)
Never put a bitch over my money, always been the biz (Always been the biz)
Ricky Tan, cut the yin and yang, rushin' to the head (Rushin' to the head)
Hold that down, baby, you know that I'm loaded to the tip (Loaded to the tip)
Put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me what it is (Tell me what it is)
Never put a bitch over my money, always been the biz (Always been the biz)
Ricky Tan, cut the yin and yang, rushin' to the head (Rushin' to the head)
Hold that down, baby, you know that I'm loaded to the tip (Loaded to the tip)

[Verse 2]
I knew I was gon' make it back when I was on the block (Block)
I had [?][1:02] amigo, had the goals on lock
Used to hit the candy lady for some roll-up and a pop
Now I'm hoppin' out the candy-coated Snicker-butter drop (Boom, boom)
Turn a half to a whole, yeah, I'm sure you know the rest (You know the rest)
Ain't nobody lend a hand when I was fallin' off the edge (Fallin' off the edge)
I was broke, now I'm up, baby, that's a different flex (Different flex)
Yeah, we really live that life a lot of rappers love to sketch (You dig?)
Standin' on business, baby, flyin' off the shelf
Yeah, I stepped on many floors, but never once stepped on myself (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, I had to kick a door, 'cause in this game, it's 'bout respect
Baby, you know who to call if you 'bout cashin' out a check

[Chorus]
Put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me what it is (Tell me what it is)
Never put a bitch over my money, always been the biz (Always been the biz)
Ricky Tan, cut the yin and yang, rushin' to the head (Rushin' to the head)
Hold that down, baby, you know that I'm loaded to the tip (Loaded to the tip)
Put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me what it is (Tell me what it is)
Never put a bitch over my money, always been the biz (Always been the biz)
Ricky Tan, cut the yin and yang, rushin' to the head (Rushin' to the head)
Hold that down, baby, you know that I'm loaded to the tip (Loaded to the tip)