StanWill - Ricky Bobby lyrics

I was a fucking underdog
I ain't have no fucking bite in me
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
I was underdog, I ain't have no bite in me
Huh, huh, huh, yeah
(yeah, I ain't have no bite in me)
I was underdog, I ain't have no
Alright, huh, yeah, huh, ayy, ayy

I was underdog, I ain't have no bite in me
Got a Glock, just because I punch don't mean
It's fight in me
You could be the fox off of Dora
Couldn't swipe with me
Know my bitch got the strap too
It ain't no dyke with me (Hokatiwi)
Huh, I can hit the 'Gram with a light fifty
Tight-ass Amiri jeans
Them the only Mikes with me
Dukes thinking I should get a job, bitch
I swipe giffies
Riding with it on me, wish she would
Feeling like Timmy

Think he Superman? Put a
Hole in his cerebellum
Knock the bifocals off his
Face, quit the staring, fella
If it's up and we see you out
We'll air wherever
I ain't stomp Vincent van Gogh
This a pair of 'Gielas
Put the MAG to his head
Like a Trump supporter if it's online
You gotta know that I'm punching for it
Courtside, dapped up LeBron
Said what up to Doris
Chop got kick, if he slide
We'll punish Taurus
Praying on my downfall? Boy
You better stick to God
Forties in the Glock 23, bitch
I'm Will LeBron
I ain't even hit the lil' slut, boy
Yo bitch with Tron
You'll get lost in the sauce
Better get a job
If it ain't my bitch or ShittyBoyz
I ain't with anybody caught him at the light
And flashed the stick
He turned to Ricky Bobby
They gon' think I'm fucking DeJ Loaf
They wouldn't really try me
Cut into yo bitch in her DM
And told her give me sloppy
Where the freak hoes at? Call TrDee
Couldn't follow in these footsteps
Do you see our feet?
Couldn't ball with us like
What? Do you see our team?
Got the head off her, told the bitch I'll BRB
Huh, and it's funny, I ain't come back
I ain't do no fucking cup
Check when I punch Saks
I ain't in a ring with Badou if I punch jacks
Walking into Hutch like
"What the fuck? Where the buffs at?"
Closet looking like a alphabet
All these V's and X's
T double H-L, I know you can see the necklace
Look me in my eyes, bitch
I know that my feet impressive
Dukes looking at me like she
Know I can be successful
Born human, turned to a GOAT like a Animorph
Told yo bitch call me "Big Shitty"
I ain't Stan no more really fly as fuck
I don't think I can land no more
I done hit so many stores
I can't jam no more man, huh, like, goddamn
I can't make his ass disappear
But the chop can
You could be a octagon on the corner
Couldn't stop Stan
And you know we sliding with that
Heavy metal like a rock band
Huh, I just punched Beni's
Huh, I just touch fifty
Huh, hold on, huh, and you know the 9 glued
I'll come Iggy yeah, I came Iguodala
I'll give this bitch a middle finger
'fore I give a dollar
Crab legs in my fettuccini
This exquisite pasta
Opps always acting like they with it
They should get a Oscar
Wouldn't even breathe around these hoes, boy
These bitches toxic hall of Fame Dimer
Bro'll score if I dish the rock
Opps broke as hell
Them and us ain't got shit in common
Squaring up with me? I'll aim
At yo fist and pop

Yeah, yeah, huh i'll aim at yo fist and pop
That nigga Hokatiwi tripping on this bitch
I ain't gon' lie
Ayy, huh, huh, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, huh

I was underdog, I ain't have no bite in me
Got a Glock, just because I punch don't mean
It's fight in me
You could be the fox off of Dora
Couldn't swipe with me
Know my bitch got the strap too
It ain't no dyke with me
Huh, I can hit the 'Gram with a light fifty
Tight-ass Amiri jeans
Them the only Mikes with me
Dukes thinking I should get a job, bitch
I swipe giffies
Riding with it on me, wish she would
Feeling like Timmy