Ricky Henderson
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(Damjonboi) Lil' brodie stealing everything, Ricky Henderson (Go do your research, you gotta learn sum' 'fore you listen) I'll f*ck around and push that button Have the blicky blender him Five thousand dollar fit, that's fifty Benjamins Really connected to the plug, your shit be rendering Dog $hit Militia, unky in his Dickies selling it Periodic table in the kitchen, sixty elements Let me see an opp, gon' lose control like Missy Elliot (boom) I'm in that G-Wagon (skrrt) G-o-d, if I see twelve, I'ma keep stabbing (skrrt) Why you acting like a vet'? You ain't seen action I ain't dealing with the fishy shit Won't even eat salmon (goddamn) Since he capping, we gon' put three in his hat like Chance the Rapper I don't think yo team could get a victory, yo mans a slacker Retired 201s, I'm walking in to cash them bastards Twelve terabytes, I baked a pie, I'm a Apple jacker In high school you thought you had life figured out But now you just an average Joe, you took the five figure route It's 2022, it's time to throw the Swishers out Land shopping out in Texas, I might need a bigger house All these motherfucking Track .2s, I could write a book Lil' brodie, he ain't got no wheels, he finna slide on foot Fly as hell, f*ck what's underneath me, I'm too high to look Had to pat him down for a wire, he acting like the hook Spin the block and pop his top like a corkscrew A killer on the 'Gram but he be singing in the courtroom (man) All I'm missing is a saddle, we done horsed you Bandana patches wrapped around my jeans, it ain't no horse shoes Sipping out a baby bottle, all I'm missing is a pacifier Sipping Wocky' in October, look like apple cider I got a pistol with a glitch, this bitch shoot rapid fire I wouldn't run, the scope on it came with a magnifier Scrape up the extras, I'm a maximizer The skid mapped out in my head, shit, I'm a strategizer (yeah) How I make it to Kentucky when the tags expired? I fucked around and burnt my fingers rolling out a bag of fire Paid a hunnid fifty for some turbo, this a Taycan (Porsche) If you seen us shake hands, we prolly made bands I'm ten toes in my Ian Connor's, boy, these ain't Vans (nah) What I'm dropping in my pop, it look like grape jam Shit, I just bought a thousand (shh) I can't even tell you what, I just thought about it (brrt) I lock my lips then lose the key, can't even talk about it (brrt) I don't think that's real Virgil, something off about it (ha, brrt) Kansas City chief, I'm dropping red into my Baja Gold Your lifestyle amateur like, shit, you not a pro On stage with the baby Drac', ready to rock and roll (brrt) So much drip up in my closet, walk in like, "Geronimo" Turn his Lamb' into a stretch, limousine style I'm mixing RPs with my lean, feeling mean now Why you playing? Got the reaper up on speed dial Smoking za, it's like a comic strip when I breathe out Get the rebound (yeah), throw it down court If you really 'bout it, what you staying in the house for? 2023, my goal, stress less and count more Why the f*ck you worry 'bout my bag? I hope you found yours (Man, ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, you know what the f*ck going on) (They can't stop us, I think we undefeated at this point This shit is getting too fucking easy, yeah) Cops pulled me over, told them I don't speak no English Hitter, he gon' catch a hat for fun Don't really need no reason You still got a stock Charger, never seen no Demon Scammer turned rapper, hunnid on me I don't need no pieces (I don't need no pieces, I don't need no pieces) (In a stock Charger, you ain't seen no Demon) (Told them boys I don't speak no English) (Shittyboyz, Dog Shit Militia, you know what the f*ck goin' on) Lil' brodie stealing everything, Ricky Henderson (Go do your research, you gotta learn sum' 'fore you listen) I'll f*ck around and push that button, have the blicky blender him Five thousand dollar fit, that's fifty Benjamins First name Himothy, last name Bitch It could be a traffic jam, bet I wouldn't lane switch (Basically if you ain't on gang shit, you lame, bitch) (Yo life might be good but it ain't this) (Shittyboyz, Dog $hit Militia, man)
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