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they like rico you go crazy
on my baby they need to sign you n-gga
young n-gga tote .380s
he be be with foenem down by the cayou n-gga

flashlight on that glock
when i up that b-tch let it blind you n-gga
boy you ain’t my mans i ain’t got no friends
where the f-ck they find you n-gga

watch him play that role
that sh-t is old and i ain’t buying n-gga
claim be real but that n-gga squeal
b-tch you was lying n-gga

tried to rob
bronem k!ll you ass jus for tryin n-gga
doa, he dead on arrival
mommas crying n-gga

flashlight on a g
now he can’t see
like he say n-gga pop

catch a opp
whack her out the mud
on foenem get him got

get his thot
she gone let us know
the 4 way wetter spot

kick a doe
we bail in bail out
bеfore we see the cops

say boy i don’t know you
and bronеm will tell you
that you ain’t my mouthef-cking hommie

im upping the k with a clip full of lame n-ggas
no b-tches know that i keep this b-tch on me
and don’t try to dampen the pole in my hand
when it blow i put three in yo ass you kobe

we stay with them gadgets so gang got a ratchet
they send the cartel and my nickname be tony

rico that n-gga be be on some sh-t
folks grab the glock put the drum on that b-tch
folks grab them shots cause they heard that he snitched
whole lotta 9s h-lla 30s n bl!cks

why they thought it sweet when they wanted the beef

but we gave them a treat after send h-lla tricks

bring out them glocks then we slide on yo block
and no ducking them shots and you know we ain’t miss

they like rico you go crazy
on my baby they need to sign you n-gga
young n-gga tote .380s
he be be with foenem down by the cayou n-gga

flashlight on that glock
when i up that b-tch let it blind you n-gga
boy you ain’t my mans i ain’t got no friends
where the f-ck they find you n-gga

watch him play that role
that sh-t is old and i ain’t buying n-gga
claim be real but that n-gga squeal
b-tch you was lying n-gga

tried to rob
bronem k!ll you ass jus for tryin n-gga
doa, he dead on arrival
mommas crying n-gga
b-tch free rico , he go crazy
black mercedes wen we sliding n-gga
pop out the glock no safety
that hoe dying wen we find him n-gga

spin that boy 180
kinda crazy left him fried n-gga
his b-tch like call me maybe
set that boy up on arrival n-gga

mollly crack that seal
lean crack that seal
designer drugs all real

b-tch how yo feel
that b-tch a k!ll
she get to trippin still

deal no deal
he kept it real
but robbed that n-gga still

he off dem pills
he clutching steel
n pull that trigger still

i be geeked of a bean
til the work come in
she be geeked of a perc
on dis d-ck do work

in the dirty k!lleen
got this b-tch on 10
get the backend for me
she be being go beserk

yelling out free gang
yelling out free twin
poles in the air
wen they walk out the penn

straight out the penn
know my boy gone spin
45 shots
how yo life gone end

they like rico you go crazy
on my baby they need to sign you n-gga
young n-gga tote .380s
he be be with foenem down by the cayou n-gga

flashlight on that glock
when i up that b-tch let it blind you n-gga
boy you ain’t my mans i ain’t got no friends
where the f-ck they find you n-gga

watch him play that role
that sh-t is old and i ain’t buying n-gga
claim be real but that n-gga squeal
b-tch you was lying n-gga

tried to rob
bronem k!ll you ass jus for tryin n-gga
doa, he dead on arrival
mommas crying n-gga

- yung bambi

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