Ricky Hil - ExorciSSm, lyrics

Avenue, gave me this beat man idk why
I don't think I'm
Special enough, Limosa Nostra, aye, Ricky
Hil, bitch I'm ill, yeah lemme tell you

I was born in 1990
Highed up in CT is where you'll find me
Bitch i got bitches and I'm grimy
Her pussy on my face all slimy
I'm a legend in my state you
Don't have to remind me
Weed that we smoking finey
Bitch I'm sipping on a heine
The bitch i got she let me
Fuck her in her hiney
Huh, you don't have to remind me
If you tell me that I'm
Great i'll thank you kindly
Got her on a pill and her teeth grinding
She will heal she saying to herself finally
Bitch I'm in the cut you won't find me
Bitch i just want you don't remind me
Got more hoes than George Clooney
Got more O's than cheerios
I'm in love with a groupie
And i think i love loopy

Well i could fuck her later on then
Gotta get only way now kid
Bitch i grew up with death
He my young boy don't treat him like shit
And bitch we need those zips
16 of those and we need 16 more
Yeah, she my pristine hoe
Yeah, she hit my Tiffany and coke
Yeah, i like to fuck her and she like to blow
I give her pills and she liked to blow
We got more O's than cheerios
Ricky Hil the hottest shit in your stereo
Pussy weak tho, you could have her bro
Nothing even really matters bro
Aye welcome to CT she gon tell me that she
Love me but she groupie
I think i love her cause
I think she understands me
I might even let this hoe meet my family
Yeah, turn a hoe into a house wife
What if her pussy tight and her mouth right
And it all makes sense to me
You don't know what I'm saying
When you friends with me
All black Chevy tryna get a Benz for cheap
Bitch named Ashley and a bitch named Genève
They both tryna share me
But that's really unfair to me
How could I love you both?
When i love myself the most
I think I'm bouta get a new tat on my face
I'm gonna state fuck you if
You care about race
But it really just state fuck the chase
(chase) fuck THE POLICE fuck the chase
I light a new L while you run my plates
Don't shoot me cause you hate my face
Don't shoot my brother cause
You hate his race sS with the stock rims
We dress to impress you can copy him
I like her the best she got that sloppy head
You wife or you stress when i'll be dead
I ain't gonna save her
I just wanna keep my Chevy
Black like a open raider