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Ricky

That's a groupie, bye
Copped the coupe, my bitch
We got sticks, we pop
Look at these biting
Freakazoid chain on
Wedding band ain't wife shit, uh
Nigga bomb shit, ISIS
47 at the end the knife is
Brick and a half where the is, uh
Jetway, runway with the big
SK, gunplay, get a temp
gang, Nawfside, yeah the gang way (Offset)

I tell the truth
I was expected to
I had to pay my dues,
All of these on me
I the gang with me
Put on the Phillipe, yeah
Pop that seal, hop off on a
How I feel, my mama wrist on
Watch your daughter she disappear
I'm her father, I take care all my kids
Splurge on 'em, look at them on 'em
the corners, she callin' it spur of the moment
Packin' the shit, packin' the, packin' the dick in the
Oh, that is bitch, I do not wanna just hit on her, leave
You niggas be talkin' like bitches, pitiful, pitiful, makin' me sick
We pull out these choppers, start poppin', need critical, critter not it's trip
I, wrap up a brick like a gift and I it delivered
Oh you survive, you lie, you live in the field
No, no nigga can scare me, God is my shield
Rode around the givin' out hundreds of bills
Some of my soldiers ain't survive, I never thought be killed
Look at my shows, my are live, the thrill is givin' me chills

That's a groupie, bye
the coupe, that's my bitch
We got sticks, we pop
Look at these biting
Freakazoid chain on
Wedding band rings ain't shit, uh
Nigga bomb shit, ISIS
47 at the end where the is
Brick and a half where the is, uh
Jetway, with the big face
SK, gunplay, get a fade
gang, Nawfside, yeah the gang way

On the road, chocolate thunder, big rocks, rumble
Turned her out to a runner, (alright)
Jumpin' out of the jungle, bring 'em in by the
in for the summer, hey
Wallet like the cash
Forty clip make you do the yard dash
you hold nothing back (alright)
Rubberband pop it, make you pop the ass, yeah
me relocate (straight up)
me do not play, I do
Sonic wildin', to dive in (yeah)
Backyard of the woods, drive in
Butterfly the doors and you in

a groupie, bye bitch
Copped the coupe, my bitch
We got sticks, we pop
Look at these diamonds
chain on lightning
Wedding rings ain't wife shit, uh
Nigga we'll shit, ISIS
47 at the end the knife is
and a half where the pipe is, uh
Jetway, runway with the big
SK, gunplay, get a fade
gang, Nawfside, yeah the gang way