Rick Heels Lyrics

Can't play with these hoes, tryna make me a mil

She want a taste of the kid, tryna see how it feel

If I take your lil hoe, do you call that a steal?

Feeling just like KD, cuz these niggas so little

My girl she a fiend, tryna pop her a pill

And no I'm not Canadian but niggas broke"styll"

Lil bro a demon tryna catch him a kill

I'll put your lil hoe in them Rick Owens heels

That lil plan ain't work, had to get a new format

Nigga talking tough, he get stepped on, doormat

He got a new fit, but I already wore that

I bagged this lil hoe, now how far can we go?

Not really too far, cuz I stoop way too low

This hoe bad as hell, but I won't ever fold

She begging for me, yea she wanting some more

She tryna pull up, you know she got her a goal

I'ma throw up a band, and she'll drop to the floor

I'ma shoot up his safe, I ain't needing no code

One wrong move from that nigga, I'm upping the pole

I been going in on a nigga, gotta take me a breather

This all really feel like a dream, got a fever

She bad for my health, man I swear I don't need her

But I love her too bad, yea I swear I won't leave her

I'm six'one, stand on the cash, now I'm three meters

In a STR, I just might be a speeder

End they career, now I'm they leader

Getting tired of these hoes, I want a real girl

That hoe switched up, I don't feel her

She got Rick heels on, she said her feet hurt

I love that lil hoe but I know I don't need

Feeling just like a dream, I got a fever

She got me in a hold, like a sleeper

She more than a 10, man I swear she a keeper

She tryna pull up, man she a mind reader

Can't play with these hoes, tryna make me a mil

She want a taste of the kid, tryna see how it feel

If I take your lil hoe, do you call that a steal?

Feeling just like KD, cuz these niggas so little

My girl she a fiend, tryna pop her a pill

And no I'm not Canadian but niggas broke"styll"

Lil bro a demon tryna catch him a kill