SSR+ ft. soflynate Lyrics

(Oh that's not die lit, that's not die lit at all)

Word

Okay, okay, twin

In the kitchen, face down, off the meds

All them crystals on my body, ain't no meth

Lil bro walked in on me, I just poured up 10

Someone-someone catch that nigga, 'fore he tell it to the feds (word)

You ain't getting nowhere if you don't go take no steps

She gon use her graduate's degree to give me head

She ain't fuckin wit me? Nigga, how she in my bed?

Double-double R truck, RR, really rich shit

One-of-one, SSR shit, this that sixk shit

Designer protection when we fuck, she my rich bitch

C-O-D, droppin all them kills, feel like Hydra

Pockets gettin' big, fat as fuck, feel like Kismet

Rockin' all black, no Balenci, this that Rick fit

Bad bitch, wit a ski on, look like twitch bitch

Bitch I'm RR, lucky, you see I'm just rich

Keep on talking, end up in a ditch

Got some shells, you just could get hit

Get hit wit the stick, I'm just gettin' bent

You keep on talkin, lil nigga not him

Do this myself, no friends

Pull up in foreigns, sumn look like a Benz

Look what you live, really life on 10

Smokin a limb, you off a Xan

Really was down, now it's in my hand

Not on shit, yeah you play pretend

We pull up wit' Drac's and shit

She givin' me face, that head

Sofly, really just lit

Hop on the track and you got you a hit

I'm serious, I don't have to write

This all from the dome and you niggas just type

I hop on the mic, no life

RR, keep two sticks, don't fight

(uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh)

Just hop on the track and I get right

Mask on, pull up just lookin like Dark Knight

One-of-one, SSR shit, this that sixk shit

Designer protection when we fuck, she my rich bitch

C-O-D, droppin all them kills, feel like Hydra

Pockets gettin' big, fat as fuck, feel like Kismet