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letra de ritz right here - hirt town

[intro]
you know
the ritz right here
that’s the way i see it
o.g

[verse 1]
n-gga done made so much cheese f-ck around trap out the ritz
woodwork we got them trees and we back to stocking sticks
my young n-gga go grab that pole and he wild out
no jokes involved, fold no clothes we tote you off
made up the schedule and wrote you off
count a blueface you crip when you walk
he ain’t in the pound, but free my dog
hitta will drive and put you in park
came at an angle we fishing for sharks
young cardiac he ain’t got no heart
n-ggas like brisket we pull em apart
he get the paws ain’t pressing the start
choppa will sang like it’s topping the charts
sharper than darts, time to start that payola
young n-gga fly as a layover
you either play or get played over
sh-t get ugly need to makeover
need a designer, get money lay back no recliner
i’m your dad i put that on your momma
got the rock like i’m back with obama
what time it is? 448, yeah
came in to finish my plate, yeah
go fed when i’m in my state, yeah
order mines, you ain’t heard b-tch i’m borderline
hitting sp-ce ain’t recording lines
at your neck like we storing ties, yeah
[chorus]
sitting on your ass, that’ll never get you rich
i need to rent a porta potty i’m forever with the sh-ts
need some product we get you turned on, set up with a switch
so if i leave here with your hoe then you might never see your b-tch
hey, right here in the streets
we starve together then you’ll be right here when we eat
get back to balling we’ll be right here in some cleats
i’m cold hearted but i’m right here with the heat
right here in the streets, hey

[verse 2]
woah done came home, tell him it ain’t long
before we be popping sh-t
playing around we popping pics
make a n-gga lay down, hanging like a day gown
so use to acting square, these n-ggas can’t stay round
she got her face down, and i ain’t ask her
she bad as morning after
let her fly like pterodactyl
let em know that they ain’t a factor
ain’t a man i fear
whipping my wrist and it’s wet as a pier
he hit the glass and it’s coming in clear
tell em
[chorus]
sitting on your ass, that’ll never get you rich
i need to rent a porta potty i’m forever with the sh-ts
need some product we get you turned on, set up with a switch
so if i leave here with your hoe then you might never see your b-tch
hey, right here in the streets
we starve together then you’ll be right here when we eat
get back to balling we’ll be right here in some cleats
i’m cold hearted but i’m right here with the heat
right here in the streets, hey

- hirt town

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