Rich Amiri - Felony lyrics

Aye benjicold, why you icey?
I won't let go aye, yuh, I won't let go
And I'm too addicted to that X
And I won't let go
If you got a problem with that
Gang just let me know

Bad bitch rocking LV
Bad bitch wanna wedding ring I can't
Even slide her to the telly
Balmain and Amiri jeans and I mix
It with the Kel & Elle
Sliding with the gang we 10 deep
Sliding with yo' hoe she in the back seat
Have him running like a track meet
And I'm riding with them ratchets
Let 'em have it he can't fight off
Get a bad bitch, get her ass did
Take it all back if you type wrong
Had to get back on my bullshit
Niggas sayin' that I fell off
Niggas knowin' that I'm well off
Sippin' purple not no Kristoff
Give you Bentlys, get you double c
Get up on your knees if you wanna be
We in Belise, and we on a beach
And we finna' take a flight to Penokee
Niggas want the sauce they want the recipe
I could never let 'em get the best of me
And lil' baby told me that she'll never leave
If that bitch leave me I'm
Catching a Felony-o woah

My nigga he might just do ya'
For a pair of 3's
Ballin ballin hard like I'm overseas
Call up the bean and we comin' for the keys
Ducking if I see the police
I get the rose gold and the bronze seats
I got a bad B say she want me
I just might fuck right up on her mommy, woah
I'm riding 'round in a beamer
And my bitch got the heater
Prada that's right on my sneakers
I put the racks on a Visa, woah
And that lil' bitch is a keeper
Don't think I ever could leave her
That bitch keep calling my phone, but
I just wanna see ya', woah
Just wanna see ya', woah

Bad bitch rocking LV
Bad bitch wanna wedding ring I can't
Even slide her to the telly
Balmain and Amiri jeans and I mix
It with the Kel & Elle
Sliding with the gang we 10 deep
Sliding with yo' hoe she in the back seat
Have him running like a track meet
And I'm riding with them ratchets
Let 'em have it he can't fight off
Get a bad bitch, get her ass did
Take it all back if you type wrong
Had to get back on my bullshit
Niggas sayin' that I fell off
Niggas knowin' that I'm well off
Sippin' purple not no Kristoff
Give you Bentlys, get you double c
Get up on your knees if you wanna be
We in Belise, and we on a beach
And we finna' take a flight to Penokee
Niggas want the sauce they want the recipe
I could never let 'em get the best of me
And lil' baby told me that she'll never leave
If that bitch leave me I'm
Catching a Felony-o woah, aye
Felony-o woah, aye, woah