No Rico Lyrics

I'm too cut for this rap shit, I'm Used to touchin' scales

You hear a knock on the door, you Get to flushin' bells

Trap woes, I'm tryna tell you for Real

Sinkin' while I'm floatin', it get, Real in that field

Lost my day one, niggas, I ain't Trippin', I can't grieve

Poppin' Percocets, slidin' on niggas To get at ease

Screamin', fuck the opps

I'm still ridin', round' city with a Hundred shots

You think I'm slippin', run up on Me, boy, I dare you not

One, two, three, let the chop go

I'm high as fuck, Mac sleep, shit, I'm about to go

Bodies, I done seen them

Homies, go ID them

Fresh up off the hound, I'm tryna Go and shoot some more plays

Turn around, set up shop and dip All in two days

North, south, mid, west, I done Been around the world

I'm trappin' soft pedicures for the Girls

Doin' better for my family

Trappin' all winter and the Summer in Miami

I'm the type to take a trip on Vacation and bring some blues With me

I'm certified, bitch, I always got That mood in me

I got good recipes

Unc in Tennessee, show me how To whip the keys

I fucked a bag up, but I got back on My feet

Why they envy me

I was takin' hits on movin' dope, Fuck a life sentence

Book me for a pole, I would've Threw it, but they like sitchin

Certified member of the mob, I Don't cuff bitches

Run that money up, get out the Way on these bumb niggas