Ricky Hil - LA CT lyrics
[Ricky Hil - LA CT lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Blood drips from the motherfucking blade
I pray to god that this bitch above age
Mama said I won't die this way
But, I popped like 5 today (right)
Riding round my fucking way
Trunk fulla narcotics
Ima addict not a alcoholic
4 ounces in my soda and I’m swerving
And that bitch pussy tight like a virgin
I'm on the 64 rebel shit
Bitches tell me that I'm nicer
Than the devil is
First you gotta cut it up, then you level it
We be getting high as fuck real soda shit
Huh? yeah, real eeny miny moe
Pick a bitch by the toe tell her she a hoe
Fuck her in her throat
Why you puff weed smoke? uh
Just relax and take notes
I be on that east coast
With a thicc ass bitch
And it ain’t shit, she ask Rich
I gotta pot to piss and in a couple bedrooms
A couple get head
Now how you feeling motherfucker?
I ain't in a rush I ain't Chris Tucker
I ain't tryna make you blush motherfucker
I ain't Kush motherfucker
I'm sitting here relaxing
Why you looking at me? I'm fucking drunk
Stone cold sweet hippie kinda trippy though
I never thought it happened
I'm taking action
Sipping for the satisfaction
Tryna make the most
Of what the day could offer
Pill popping my anxiety it kinda bothers me
Not to bother you, but could I bum a smoke?
Bite more than you could chew
Then you bound to choke
Try to touch your toes
That acid hit you yet?
Drink some orange juice
Go and take another hit it's a smoke out
First Nation for powwow
Used to have a girlfriend
She bucked me so I burn out smoke out though
Inside my homies van
Got the gasoline right inside the ash can
She said more than I said morphine
Pharmaceutical prescription
Fucking dope feign
Bitch Ricky be the that’s MH GB
That’s LA CT bitch Ricky be the
Which Ricky be the? That's MH GB
That’s LA CT bitch Ricky be the
Blood drips from the motherfucking blade
I pray to god that this bitch above age
Mama said I won't die this way
But, I popped like 5 today (right)
Riding round my fucking way
Trunk fulla narcotics
Ima addict not a alcoholic
4 ounces in my soda and I’m swerving
And that bitch pussy tight like a virgin
I'm on the 64 rebel shit
Bitches tell me that I'm nicer
Than the devil is
First you gotta cut it up, then you level it
We be getting high as fuck real soda shit
Huh? yeah, real eeny miny moe
Pick a bitch by the toe tell her she a hoe
Fuck her in her throat
Why you puff weed smoke? uh
Just relax and take notes
I be on that east coast
With a thicc ass bitch
And it ain’t shit, she ask Rich
I gotta pot to piss and in a couple bedrooms
A couple get head
Now how you feeling motherfucker?
I ain't in a rush I ain't Chris Tucker
I ain't tryna make you blush motherfucker
I ain't Kush motherfucker
I'm sitting here relaxing
Why you looking at me? I'm fucking drunk
Stone cold sweet hippie kinda trippy though
I never thought it happened
I'm taking action
Sipping for the satisfaction
Tryna make the most
Of what the day could offer
Pill popping my anxiety it kinda bothers me
Not to bother you, but could I bum a smoke?
Bite more than you could chew
Then you bound to choke
Try to touch your toes
That acid hit you yet?
Drink some orange juice
Go and take another hit it's a smoke out
First Nation for powwow
Used to have a girlfriend
She bucked me so I burn out smoke out though
Inside my homies van
Got the gasoline right inside the ash can
She said more than I said morphine
Pharmaceutical prescription
Fucking dope feign
Bitch Ricky be the that’s MH GB
That’s LA CT bitch Ricky be the
Which Ricky be the? That's MH GB
That’s LA CT bitch Ricky be the