Lyrics Right Foot Rick - Boobie Lootaveli

Right Foot Rick

Drop on the dash is digital
Put a drop on your back, it’s critical
All this money ain’t changing shit
I’ll be trapping and run up the decimals
My bitch asked, «What you tryna get into?»
So I’m busting a nut in her dental
Gotta cut all the dope through the center
Now that’s how you finesse a finesser (bling!)
I like smoking gas, but I like to jugg on da mid a lil better
Who do you bank with and who do you stay with, I’ll get you some money however
You can be living off smoking your profit, ain’t seeing no traffic forever
Got the foot off the gas, my dawg he said he just copped him a Tesla
Drop on the dash and it talk back
Lil Jay in da feds, he ain’t talk back
Got a bundle for his ass when he hop out
Free my dawg man, he taught me how to cook crack
Bitch we sippin' on drank, take da goose back
M6, red guts with da roof back
Big blunts look like Terry Crews' arms — swole
I’ll run off with your pack, get your boof back
Drop on the dash is digital
Put a drop on your back, it’s critical
All this money ain’t changing shit
I’ll be trapping and run up the decimals
My bitch asked, «What you tryna get into?»
So I’m busting a nut in her dental
Gotta cut all the dope through the center
Now that’s how you finesse a finesser (bling!)