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show's a trick off People say your album is sick How much you get for it? I ain't rich but I'm a boss I'm still Ross without the Rick Porsche Sharp blades
Air em out your time is now Apocalypse and poems in my mouth Y’all replicants following the crowd Young Drew starts blade running Sharp as Rick Deckard
like its a dead lock Beats break your neck and your head knock Slick Rick Cold as a brick Sharp as a BIC Like my women slim thick No nonsense
shattering dreams Rick's intellect, a double-edged sword A mind so sharp, yet deeply flawed Through dimensions, we traverse and roam In search of meaning,
flip Vampire drip dat young boy rockin Rick shit Feel like young Tana I'm socially anti They call me nightwing a young vigilante Ain't got no wock today
Yeah See You know Dirty can never smile with them Forget that one Yeah Yeah, one time Big bills, big cheques Slick whip, rock star Rick James, misfit
talkin shit Man you better run that shit He turned himself into a pickle My dick as sharp as a sickle Pickle Rick, Pickle Rick, holy shit Cleanup on aisle
I won't pick up my phone shawty I been road runnin' Bet she part devil like Gohan These Rick Owens, no Cole Haans Bitch I'm fire like a stove on,
This that Uzi mixtape (mixtape) I been wearin' Rick, boy, you way too Ricky late (you Ricky late) Work on fine china, ooh, that be a sticky plate
furious confidence Stomping on sand castles and leaping Off sharp rocks at the Edge of the surf someone has Brought a portable speaker Along to set the mood
turned it to a song Had another feeling and I turned it to a song I was out the state I-I-I-I was out the state I-I was wearing Rick Owens shoes with pants
have a lighter Grab a phone or something and put them lighters up in air Let's give respect to uRiky Rick R.I.P Riky Rick Long live Riky Rick Yah, Let's
(D-Dlay on the beat) The bigger they are, the harder they fall (fall) I dribble the ball, I feel like Chris Paul I gotta stay sharp to swim with
Ill take over the winter You know i don't care I drip like Rick Flair I add my own flair I don't give a fuck, just like nobody had did for me Now make
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah I know I got the sauce I done flexed up so you know I been a boss Rick Owens jacket when I come around Just finished
Rick stuff G550, its a big truck And i was down bad I had to get up And i was down bad had to get up Meditatiing on Mount Zion Im in my spaceship,
yeah Richard Mille, bonbon, Rick Owens, yeah I be stylin' on niggas, I put it on, yeah (Yeah, huh) Cyber to Ferragamo The Restoration Hardware
what, yeah Neck on froze Fly to L.A. for a week, and I got Rick on my teeth And I got Rick on my feet, choppa on me, saggin' my jeans And I put that
It's mobbin'... this shit sinister Straight sinister mob Rick Rock you did this? (Yeah!) [Verse One] I don't spit metaphors (metaphors) I spit
live to whip a purple Lamborghini with the white walls No Rick Ross, I work hard, I play hard, I'll max out my black card I remember when these chicks
to the city I had to go get what I want Shopping sprees up in the Sandton cities I want dates and croissants Rick Owen shoes they ain't dirty girl these ones
Oh no, oh no, nevyjebeš se mnou, oh no Rick nebo Raf na mejch nohou Push to start a pak go, oh, oh Oh no, oh no, nevyjebeš se mnou, oh no Rick nebo
Feel good like this Tundra on the Wrist Purchase Ricks for the clique Push to start And it grip She got brain And she thicc She give brain Placed in
dreams Words so sharp, feel like syringes Unsatisfied, I'm always inches From hurling my mind right through these walls So psychotic, I stay unflinching
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