Rick Ross Said Lyrics

Rick Ross said he'd die for his niggas

I know niggas that die about them triggers

And my young little slime getting bigger

I remember them nights he was fighting with figures

What you want bro the knife or the glidda?

You a opp you can't slide on my blidda

All this ice on my neck look like glitter

Freak bitch she a one hit quitter

Yeah

Time gone tell

I thought he was my slime oh well

What you saying it don't ring a bell

I walk into the club bitches melt

All this drip like a young Michael Phelps

I ain't homeless but anything helps

If you lost one of yours than you felt

I can't help all this pain that I dealt with

I go hard in the pain like I'm Delvis

I used to trap out at Wendy's with Nelvin

Brodie ain't coming home why you tell him?

He addicted to cells if he could he would bail in

All this water on me but I can't swim

I don't even lift weights when I'm in the gym

I'm trying to be like OG nigga he a pimp

I got this glock on me so I gotta limp

Rick Ross said he'd die for his niggas

I know niggas that die about them triggers

And my young lil slime getting bigger

I remember them nights he was fighting with figures

What you want bro the knife or the glidda?

You a opp you can't slide on my blidda

All this ice on my neck look like glitter

Freak bitch she a one hit quitter

Freak bitch she a one hit quit

I done been on the block since a jit

Every time I walk in the Stu it's a hit

Breakfast in bed we got bacon and grits

Niggas talk as if they with the shits

Slim thick bitch she ain't got no tits

If you say that it's up then it's lit

I been off the porch since I was six