1154 ft. Rico Parkay Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
No time for chilling
I'm chasing these racks
She scary like thriller
I feel like Mike Jack
Talking my city put that on my back
And I'm bout to nut
I bust on her back
I bust on her chest
I bust on her face
I really sold rock
I'm feeling like Jay
And I'm in the stu
Bout to face me a eighth
Fuck tomorrow bitch pay me today
Keep complaining how I'm giving em shake
But I don't give a fuck I'm tryna get paid
Played me now she tryna get saved
Dat same nigga
From back in the day
Dat same nigga selling
To get paid
Where you at
You know I'm right round da way
Get a pound
Then I break it to eighths
Bag it up
Now its time to get paid huh
What you know about
Getting a whole four forty eight
Breaking that shit down
Into sevens and three fives
Hitting the mother fucking city
Man Its Cap
Grind Strive Everyday
I was just in da stu
Now I'm back in da kitchen
Grind strive everyday
Money ova dem bitches
Don't need me hoe
Less she know
How to whip it
I break down a pound
Weight it up into vickies
Got my first brick
Had to split it wit Izzy
I gave sum to Killa
I gave sum to Spenny
Aye Rico
U can go ask ya big brother
He gone say Capo
Really put on for tha city
Now it's raw cones
But I use to smoke Phillies
Slim thick
G-S-E tatted on her titties
Ain't my hoe no more
I'm just going thru memories
Ion trap no more
I just got dope tendencies
Drive thru Wilson
And I get flashbacks
Got my own business now
But I use to sale crack
I ain't really like Jess
I ain't really like Page
I just really use they place
So I can hide dat pack Cap
No time for chilling
I'm chasing these racks
She scary like thriller
I feel like Mike Jack
Talking my city put that on my back
And I'm bout to nut
I bust on her back
I bust on her chest
I bust on her face
I really sold rock
I'm feeling like Jay
And I'm in the stu
Bout to face me a eighth
Fuck tomorrow bitch pay me today
Keep complaining how I'm giving em shake
But I don't give a fuck I'm tryna get paid
Played me now she tryna get saved
Dat same nigga
From back in the day
Dat same nigga selling
To get paid
Where you at
You know I'm right round da way
Get a pound
Then I break it to eighths
Bag it up
Now it's time to get paid huh
Where you at
Know I'm right round da way
Two options move pounds
Or the yay
Did both get mine from the Bay
No assignment but she do what I say
Coulda drove but I flew to the A
Drop a bitch
Like I'm losing some change
Got caught
And you mentioned them names
I found my way
In da kitchen with jays
Only need her for her lips
And her face
I'm always good
With a clip by my waist
Play funny then I'm aiming for cap
Gave her dick
Now I'm all in her back
Only buggin cus I'm fuckin wit Cap
Life a gamble and I'm shooting them craps
Ask for a plate
And you gave me them scraps
No nigga I ain't giving you dap
Fore I ask you
Move me a pack
Double up
I love watching it stack
Good dope and I'm bringing em back
No Nicki but I bees in the trap
Riding shottie probably C in the back
Like a demon
How I see thru tha black
Huh like a demon
How I see thru tha black
No time for chilling
I'm chasing these racks
She scary like thriller
I feel like Mike Jack
Talking my city put that on my back
And I'm bout to nut
I bust on her back
I bust on her chest
I bust on her face
I really sold rock
I'm feeling like Jay
And I'm in the stu
Bout to face me a eighth
Fuck tomorrow bitch pay me today
Keep complaining how I'm giving em shake
But I don't give a fuck I'm tryna get paid
Played me now she tryna get saved
Dat same nigga
From back in the day
Dat same nigga selling
To get paid
Where you at
You know I'm right round da way
Get a pound
Then I break it to eighths
Bag it up
Now it's time to get paid huh