Richard Mille ft. OneOfNone & Blacsoldier Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Only making music for the people that really feel me, nigga

Nigga, you gon' respect me, either that or you gon' fear me, nigga

Gotta keep a weapon, either that or they gon' kill me, nigga

Nigga, I been the star, jet might shoot you out a wish lil nigga

When I get in the booth, I ain't got no beef

I ain't making no disses, nigga

When I made this hit, I know my mama ain't gotta watch dishes, nigga

Gotta keep a heater, it don't matter it ain't even winter

Country, boy just bought like 50 bricks, could've bought a Richard Mille

Gang, bad bitch from the A

Her and her friends said they got BBLs

I done found out where they stay

Dropped the dick off, I got CDLs

Nigga, I'm rocking the show if they pay

The money be making me happy, I feel like Pharrell

I'm probably gon' aim at his face

If that nigga play with me, I'm making hits in a cell

Gang, he out of bounds

That nigga ducking, he calling a foul

She trying to be stingy and she got a friend it's all you can eat we at Golden Corral

When she run her mouth, it be making me mad

When she eat a dick, it be making me smile

It's her time of the month and I don't got a pad So Ikefromda6, not the one you can dial

Soldier just walked in

I'm like a bad kid bound to grab a stick

Never hesitate unless I'm trying to figure out which bag to get

How the hell I ain't 21, but a nigga still walk around on savage shit

Had to smoke the coupe out, now a nigga just in here confused Trying to see which gas to hit

Real p nigga, real high standards

Pop my shit too much, need to better my manners

My nigga don't say too much

Just sip his cup ain't nothing but the syrup to and Fanta

You know I'ma tote that bitch when I leave the house

Can't roll the dice life too much of a gamble

I don't fuck with the media, don't fuck with the camera

Nigga mad cause it me, nigga really be

Tell them I'm a real one yeah

And my nigga off drugs for real

Said he just wanna feel something yeah

Got a gorilla with me hanging out the coupe He trying to peel something yeah

My nigga shoulda went to school for construction he just want to drill something yeah

Yeah, don't even try to play

Swear to God, these niggas will gun you down

Pop up where you stay

With a drone, that bitch hold hundred rounds

Wokiana for the chase

Purple Cola just to wash it down

4x4 in state

So don't act like I won't run you down

Hey, hit up where you stay

It ain't fair but you the fucking clown

I be trying to smile, but I can't

I'm tired of taking downers

Money on who's head, crazy man I pay my own bounty

Nigga like me go fed, crazy man

I've never been in the county

Only making music for the people that really feel me, nigga

Nigga, you gon' respect me, either that or you gon' fear me, nigga

Gotta keep a weapon, either that or they gon' kill me, nigga

Nigga, I been the star, jet might shoot you out a wish lil nigga

When I get in the booth, I ain't got no beef

I ain't making no disses, nigga

When I made this hit, I know my mama ain't gotta watch dishes, nigga

Gotta keep a heater, it don't matter it ain't even winter

Country, boy just bought like 50 bricks, could've bought a Richard Mille