Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Free RIC, artist - 42 Dugg.
Date of issue: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Free RIC |
That Patek thing bust but you know me |
Holding for the 4's, bitch, I’m holding for the East |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet |
Free RIC, free free RIC free |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech |
Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet |
A Patek, a Patek, a Patek, was gon' buy it for my daddy |
Let me find out niggas capping, ain’t 'bout action |
Baguetty, baguetty, baguetty, they say I might regret it if I chandelier a |
skelly, plus they tax |
Heard the fetty ain’t shit in Alabama |
42 for the bammer |
Just say we forget to stamp 'em not on a camera |
Ayy, I wish a nigga would play with me |
Sixty-two for the 'Za, it’s the bud two-eight a piece |
I love to get 'em cheap, them drugs keep me in sync |
Might dump a bitch if she blink |
then again |
Wanna see me stress some bitch in the pen |
Been thugging since we was kids, my brother know what I did |
When twin hit me, that’s it, I know I’m five out of ten |
It hurt me to hit that lick, ain’t that some shit, bitch |
First thing complete I ever had on a hit |
You a trip, that ain’t stopping shit, we popping shit |
See a bitch, we drop a bitch |
That Patek thing bust but you know me |
Holding for the 4's, bitch, I’m holding for the East |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet |
Free RIC, free free RIC free |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech |
Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet |
Bitch better not say shit to none of my niggas, ayy |
Chevy t top |
Seventy for these watches, four for the weed though |
Bitch shit for eavesdropping, this confidential |
I’m the shit, I need some tissues |
Seventeen up in this nickel |
I get pissed, I might go crazy |
Bitch, I’m rich, y’all niggas hating |
Take me back when I had |
That Patek thing bust but you know me |
Holding for the 4's, bitch, I’m holding for the East |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet |
Free RIC, free free RIC free |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech |
Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet |
Bitch better not say shit to none of my niggas, ayy |
Quarantine, pop out with them killers, shit be boring me |
Got her titties done and I’m the reason, don’t be ignoring me |
Foe’nem died flukey, they too happy, shit be blowing me |
Texting bitches bringing up my name, they be showing me |
Hellcats, run up on that wide body, his head stretched |
Clean gun, I take the switch off, put it in my headrest |
I drive far, you don’t take care of your fam, what you a lie for |
Same niggas screaming that they gang the one I die for |
Blick blick, chopper chop chop, Glock fah-fah |
Trench baby, got it out the mud, I’m a rockstar |
Every nigga 'round me got a bag, on my mama |
He killed me in his comments, I killed him with these commas |
Free Steve 'nem, free Jam 'nem, free Nine 'nem |
Money on you dead just take it out 'cause you can’t dine in |
I got killers with outstanding warrants that still be flying in |
Screaming you gon' slide, if you gon' slide, then nigga, slide then |
I’m from the 'Raq where the gangster at, lil' bro paint his ass |
Glock with beam look like laser tag, you can’t save his ass |
Wet him up, bro’nem bath his ass, bro’nem chase his ass |
Bro’nem face his ass, I relate to that, I relate to that |
That Patek thing bust but you know me |
Holding for the 4's, bitch, I’m holding for the East |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet |
Free RIC, free free RIC free |
On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech |
Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet |
Bitch better not say shit to none of my niggas, ayy |