Uh yeah Slaying hoes in vogue you know how it go Juug a bitch and beat clip, he already know These bitches sweet, trick or treat Leaving bodies in the street Bitches lame, I don't know who they wanna be You wanna ride up in my lane, sorry you a lame You wanna smoke up all my weed, bitch you gon' have to pay May I just add a little something If my pussy ain't wet why your boyfriend keep calling Maybe I stole him Maybe it's golden Why you so open? He say it's golden Get off my clit, all my bitties it lit He said my titties the shit I said you know who I is Killing this shit, flow sick Girl some [?] on that bitch I'm in the view smoking [?] with your bitch I got the heart, you give dome to my men How the hell are we supposed to be friends? Bitch I don't fuck with the help, get woke or get left AK or the Tec, you act right or get wet Why would I work up a sweat when broke bitches do that? I don't care who you are cause you'll never sit where I'm at You'll never see what I see Cause all I see is the green You'll never smoke what I smoke Because my tree man is me Now I can rap about myself and all the wild shit that I've seen All the men that I've lost and all the snakes that I meet But please let me keep this shit cordial I don't support you You mad at me? That's some shit that you can't afford to do Bitch I'm onto you, your nigga onto me Get your dude bitch, like Bitch I'm hotter than the sun You might see Rico with the really big gun Your friends salty A nigga want me but I'm counting this money Fuck with me, fuck with me Bitch I'm hotter than the sun Bitch I'm hotter than the sun You might see Rico with the really big gun Your friends salty A nigga want me but I'm counting this money Fuck with me, fuck with me Where's the competition? What's the lituation? You niggas toss my shit Boy you on that sneaky gay shit I'm on that paid shit Don't fuck unless he pay bitch You can ask my enemies I don't play friends with these Bitches at my neck for my shit And no I don't ever-ever got time for no regular bitch Wearing her regular shit and her regular life With her [?] me baby girl, you ain't my type My [?] too expressive to be fighting you hoes And my guns so big they got they own area codes And my nigga so cool he brings me everywhere he goes And everybody knows pockets on swole, heart on cold Weed on lit Her titties sitting perfect, backwoods on hit Bars on oh shit, just quit you'll never be me, queen RICO, bow down to queen me, queen Ri You might as well just kill me I slay shit, you a roach to ray bitch I speak and get paid, you broke it's okay JK it's not I'm at the top, you not, that's the difference bitch