RICK ROSS

(Yuh)
Walk in this bih' with my Ricks on (Rick)
All of the drip you get dripped on
I'm tryna get richer than Rick Ross
I got yo' chick on the tip and she lick it with spit
And then spitting her lipgloss
She can't give me a kiss I'm just finna hit and then I'ma dip off (Yuh)
I'm so lit I got 'em pissed off (Yuh)
I'm so sick that I got 'em ticked off (Yuh)
So rich I'm finna go bald
You not the clique I don't know y'all (Yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
I'm not playing with y'all, nah, nah, nah
It's game over

Way too lit, way-, way too lit
I'm getting them chips and making them flips
Nah nah, y'all not living like this
Like, nah nah, y'all not living like this
Rick is the kicks, Givenchy the fit
My jean got rips and the shades got tints
Nah nah, y'all not dripping like this
Like nah nah, y'all not dripping like this
The way I live it is [?]
I don't want no friends I just want the bands
The way I do it different than them
I'm setting the trends I don't wanna fit in
I don't think they getting it, I don't think they listen to what I said
I might have to say it again just so they can understand (Yuh)
The power in my hands and I'm not letting it go
In a hour I make a band and [?]
They taking notes, what you wan' know?
I'm making dough, I'm getting more
All on my own, I can't be a clone
All on my own, I did this alone
I'm in my zone I gotta keep going
I be on go, with all of this motion
I'm in my mode and I'm staying focused
Feel like a boat, the way that I'm floating
The way that it's going, the way that it's getting
I'ma keep going and I'ma keep flipping
No I'm not [?] and no I'm not slipping
I'm staying devoted this just the beginning

(Yuh)
Walk in this bih' with my Ricks on (Rick)
All of the drip you get dripped on
I'm tryna get richer than Rick Ross
I got yo' chick on the tip and she lick it with spit
And then spitting her lipgloss
She can't give me a kiss I'm just finna hit and then I'ma dip off (Yuh)
I'm so lit I got 'em pissed off (Yuh)
I'm so sick that I got 'em ticked off (Yuh)
So rich I'm finna go bald
You not the clique I don't know y'all (Yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
I'm not playing with y'all, nah, nah, nah
It's game over