Ric Flair ft. Mikey Phillips Lyrics

Yo

Woah, woah

Oi

Look

I be coming like Ric Flair

Them mate can't war with me, I swear these man ain't ever been prepared

And me I don't fear no man, I swear nah I ain't ever been scared

See me I gotta keep it rolling, rolling, shout out to Sinclair

These man think that crazy, I'm bout to pop, just watch when I get there

Hop to the top from the bottom

Them man don't want any problems

Serving up rock on the block and

Preserving the crop with the pollen

Planted my seed and it blossomed

I got what I wanted and more

Coppers gonna knock down the door

Bashing the soft with the raw

I gotta get me some more

I gotta settle a score

Oh oh

Ric Flair drip go woo woo

Ya bitch sat watching my YouTube

While I'm bout to give her a few views

Woo woo

Doctor said I got a loose screw

Back in this bitch with a new crew

Hop in the screeve and I cruise through

Skrt

Skrt with the gang and the chavvys

Rolling round town down the back streets

Serving up dope out the back seat

You man still roll in a taxi

Coppers they praying they catch me

Rolling with bro in the passy

Sniffing a boost of a van key

I'm feeling great like I'm gatsby

Told you my bruddas move nasty

Flipped a couple pack just this week

Man don't know about these streets

I swear these wanting to get me

Cause me I'm a different breed, different league

Billyboy coming like Prince Naseem

Got these man wishing that this prick just leave

I swear they're all pissed at me

I be coming like Ric Flair

Them mate can't war with me, I swear these man ain't ever been prepared

And me I don't fear no man, I swear nah I ain't ever been scared

See me I gotta keep it rolling, rolling, shout out to Sinclair

These man think that crazy, I'm bout to pop, just watch when I get there

Hop to the top from the bottom

Them man don't want any problems

Serving up rock on the block and

Preserving the crop with the pollen

Planted my seed and it blossomed

I got what I wanted and more

Coppers gonna knock down the door

Bashing the soft with the raw

I gotta get me some more

I gotta settle a score

Man I got scores to settle

Hit em with a double tap wack, look man I was born the devil

Coming on track real fast like that, they call me vettell

They tryna smoke rock but they can't lift weight heavy metal

Man I scores to settle

Yeah I come like Ric Flair

Who what where man I been there

Got this Big Mike coming and he don't care, why?

Cause they've been on the same shit all year

What ya know about weight in a box

If it goes wrong, one shoot boom and ya head gone

What you know about taking em on, got a fractured skull but I'm up and I move on

Different and I like it

How I just switch it up without trying

How I just picked it up I'm not lying

Said a few bars now this Mike flying

I said I don't come with a million hits

But Still Drill came and I merk that shit

I mentioned ya birds not lying it's true

I had her bent in ways ya not comfy with

Now I'm done this

I be coming like Ric Flair

I ain't ever been scared

Shout out to Sinclair

These man think that crazy

I'm bout to pop, just watch when I get there

Hop to the top from the bottom

Them man don't want any problems

Serving up rock on the block and

Preserving the crop with the pollen

Planted my seed and it blossomed

I got what I wanted and more

Coppers gonna knock down the door

Bashing the soft with the raw

I gotta get me some more

I gotta settle a score

Oh oh