Rico Nasty - Br!cks lyrics
[Rico Nasty - Br!cks lyrics]
My bitches is so ratchet I
Swear they should automatic
If you come out here talking shit my
Bitch gon' let you have it
I scale it then I bag it
They ask me why I'm taxing
I said baby boy you maxing, ay
I keep the Mac on me, no make up
I see that you hate cause you ain't us
These niggas is fake, I don't trust 'em
He think that it's fate I don't love him
Moving away like an OG
I'm a young nigga cool with the OGs
Yes I'm little but act like you know me
I get stupid, it's back to the old me
And bitch I got bars like a precinct
This rap shit is
You silly hoes is weak links
Please don't try it
Seen your dude text my phone
And I ain't replying
Cause that nigga broke, don't deny it
You're not on my level, stop trying
All my bitches ghetto, we wyling
Spending money, foreign countries
Bitch you see we stylish
You hating ass hoes
Man I swear you so childish
All you niggas childish
And your money ain't long
Free Wop, send all my real niggas home
Free Ant, free Rome, free Zay, free Woody
Free Shawn
Like I said bring all my real niggas home
I'm screaming free all the
Dope dealers locked up
All these gold diggers
All these stupid maggot bitches wanna
Eat up all my riches
Smoke up all my drugs then
They claim it's all love
Baby girl this ain't TLC, I ain't no scrub
You either get the fuck out
You throw a couple dubs
Like what? You think you cute shit
Well you can get the boot bitch
All white bricks, all white girls
Off tan bricks hidden in my Spanish girl
Ring-ring-ring pesos calling me
Wait let me grab my keys
Get it? I said grab my keys
He don't even want the key man he
Said he want the lean and
He said that he laying low
I said "so why you calling me?"
You hot boy, he hot boy, you hot as shit
Don't be calling my phone
Because the feds watching
He said it ain't like that then
I said "what you mean?"
Then the feds pulled up
They was looking for me
Free Gucci bitch, ay
Swear they should automatic
If you come out here talking shit my
Bitch gon' let you have it
I scale it then I bag it
They ask me why I'm taxing
I said baby boy you maxing, ay
I keep the Mac on me, no make up
I see that you hate cause you ain't us
These niggas is fake, I don't trust 'em
He think that it's fate I don't love him
Moving away like an OG
I'm a young nigga cool with the OGs
Yes I'm little but act like you know me
I get stupid, it's back to the old me
And bitch I got bars like a precinct
This rap shit is
You silly hoes is weak links
Please don't try it
Seen your dude text my phone
And I ain't replying
Cause that nigga broke, don't deny it
You're not on my level, stop trying
All my bitches ghetto, we wyling
Spending money, foreign countries
Bitch you see we stylish
You hating ass hoes
Man I swear you so childish
All you niggas childish
And your money ain't long
Free Wop, send all my real niggas home
Free Ant, free Rome, free Zay, free Woody
Free Shawn
Like I said bring all my real niggas home
I'm screaming free all the
Dope dealers locked up
All these gold diggers
All these stupid maggot bitches wanna
Eat up all my riches
Smoke up all my drugs then
They claim it's all love
Baby girl this ain't TLC, I ain't no scrub
You either get the fuck out
You throw a couple dubs
Like what? You think you cute shit
Well you can get the boot bitch
All white bricks, all white girls
Off tan bricks hidden in my Spanish girl
Ring-ring-ring pesos calling me
Wait let me grab my keys
Get it? I said grab my keys
He don't even want the key man he
Said he want the lean and
He said that he laying low
I said "so why you calling me?"
You hot boy, he hot boy, you hot as shit
Don't be calling my phone
Because the feds watching
He said it ain't like that then
I said "what you mean?"
Then the feds pulled up
They was looking for me
Free Gucci bitch, ay