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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Rico, Rico, Rico,
Who is going crazy
Aye

I just to Benihana
And I'm sheets and funnel
You a wannabe, who be (woah)
I'm only 'bout the (yeah, yeah, yeah)
See me in the on any day
I'm really that drama (haha, yeah)
And you know I the heat on me
Ain't bout the summer

Key Lime OG (what?)
And this car got two (it got two seats)
When I hop out it
You can it on me
Handle that myself
I ain't call police (huh, what?)
Keep that bitch on a (woah)
Or keep bitch from 'round me
Yeah,

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

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