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letra de fym - rico nasty

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
haha! yeah, yeah
rico, rico
yeah

[verse 1]
came from the struggle and all it took was some patience
i’m staying humble but you’ll never catch me waitin’
i dreamed of this when we was sleeping in the basement
we barely speaking now, i swear i really hate this
’cause you the reason why i made it and the reason why i hate the shit
just calling to let you know, n-gg-, you ain’t shit
on my flight, about to leave on some vacation shit
and i hope that you know you could’ve came with me
if you stayed with me, yeah
but i don’t got time for the bullshit
thank god i caught your -ss with that new b-tch
i’d rather die than to wait on that fairytale love shit
i just want to see the top
grinding, i can never stop
b-tch, i don’t f-ck with no ops
i know they hate me a lot
yeah, i know that they want my spot
these b-tches can’t do what i do
these b-tches ain’t from where i’m from
these b-tches can’t f-ck with the kid
these b-tches ain’t really on nun’
bout my money like religion
all you b-tches ignorant copy kittens
i was just reminiscing
when i ain’t even have a pot just to piss in
daddy gone, yeah he in prison
momma shuts him out the building
school don’t really make a difference
selling drugs with good intentions
can’t stop til’ i’m sleeping with millions
can’t stop til’ my momma got benzes
counting money screaming f-ck all my exes
middle fingers up like f-ck all the fake friends
got my money up now b-tches wanna hate me
yeah, yeah, b-tches wanna hate me
i don’t know what i did lately
yeah, yeah

[pre-chorus]
’cause when your money sky high they say you sold your soul
rumors don’t get better, they just get more bold
i see you haters coming at me, i won’t fold, yeah
no, no, i won’t fold, god d-

[chorus]
god d-mn, stunting on my ex b-tch
god d-mn, all this ice on my necklace
f-ck you mean, yeah
f-ck you mean, yeah
f-ck you mean, yeah
f-ck you mean

[pre-chorus]
’cause when your money sky high they say you sold your soul
rumors don’t get better, they just get more bold
i see you haters coming at me, i won’t fold, yeah
no, no, b-tch, i won’t fold, yeah
haha! b-tch yeah yeah yeah, d-mn

[chorus]
god d-mn, flexing on my ex b-tch
god d-mn, all this ice on my necklace
f-ck you mean, yeah
f-ck you mean, yeah
f-ck you mean, yeah
f-ck you mean

[outro]
whoo! it’s lit!

- rico nasty

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