Rickyowenpants

So much money, you need outside my cell, now I ain't sell myself Smoking on gas, yeah, it's hurting my throat, yeah
It's hurting my throat
Ricoh and pen, yeah, vitamin coke, yeah, vitamin coke
Huh, huh, huh, huh Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace lets' go
Yeah, smoke and I got you, me and my bro
Now I can't go out, bad brother hoe
Walk in that store, then I buy the whole store
Said that you bout it, they send me the load
Me and my niggas, we ride or die low
Plug on slide, in the 2-seater
She wanna fuck with the back of the Beamer
Put my dick in, you know she a screamer
Huh, huh, listen, I'm all in every lens you can
Listen, I'm all in every lens
You can PTSD when I'm poppin' the xan
My pops and my moms always stick to the plan
Check, that stick to the pack
Go RBC, bitch, you got sticks in the back
I say fuck friends I got envy on my back
OCD bitches attachin' me just like a tat It's me [?]
I keep all black on my jack I'm locked in
I ain't sendin' a load
We spreadin' bitch crap, we ain't gotta reload
My brother my twin, that's Kupa Reload
Chits on chits at the Burberry store