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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Rico, Rico, Rico,
Who is Mike crazy
Aye

I just went to
And I'm smoking sheets and
You a wannabe, who be (woah)
I'm only 'bout the (yeah, yeah, yeah)
See me in the on any day
I'm 'bout that drama (haha, yeah)
And you I keep the heat on me
Ain't talkin' bout the

Key Lime OG (what?)
And this car got two (it got two seats)
When I hop out it
You can it on me
that shit myself
I gon' call police (huh, what?)
that bitch on a leash (woah)
Or keep bitch from 'round me
Yeah,

Walkin' wit' a attitude like what's the problem? (What's the hoe?)
I don't hang DMX I'm with some (huh?) Ruff Ryders
Gas got me high as but no, I ain't the pilot (I ain't the, huh?)
I'm the whole meal you hangin' (huh?) a whole biter (yeah)
I was when these niggas was wearing Spyder (huh?)
And I'm servin' like I'm workin' in a diner (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I been the flame, I just a lighter (need a lighter)
I'm a doer all these bitches like some mighters (yeah)
With the I got the Midas (I got the Midas)
Drinkin' Ace of Spades, you apple cider (apple cider)
When I see that hoe, I'ma fuckin' fight her (I'ma fuckin' her)
Mike Tyson (huh?), I'ma fuckin' her (bitch, yuh)
Huh, shit! Where my (Where my lighter?)
I know that be the best, I don't need no title (I don't need no title)
Walk up in the ring, who my rival? (Who my rival?)
Nigga fuck that, go grab the (huh, huh, yeah)
Spray the champagne, my get to wildin' (woah, yeah)
Got bitch mad, she saying we childish (yeah, huh, yeah)
I'm just tryna on anyone who doubt it (woah, woah, woah)
jewelry fake boy, it's lookin' real cloudy (Rico, Rico, yeah)
I'm fresh to death, my outfit 'bout to a bounty (yeah)
Walk up in the club, they don't pat me (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' money while these bitches out here (yeah, woah, yeah)
Been all week, my bank account astounding

Sm-smoking Key OG
And car got two seats
When-when I hop out it
can smell it on me
Handle that shit
I ain't gon' call
that bitch on a leash
Or keep that bitch from me
(Smoking Key OG)
And this car got two
(when I hop out it dank)
You-you can it on me
(Handle that myself)
I-I gon' call police
Keep that bitch on a
Or keep that bitch 'round me
Yeah,