Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RicHie K II , by - Da$h. Song from the album SkrewFace, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hz GLOBAL
Song language: English
RicHie K II |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, So |
| Yeah, So |
| Free Mav |
| Just got a text message from God |
| Tryna collect off a bet that I lost |
| Delete the convo because I was sauced |
| Them cigarettes got me with death in my cough |
| Eighth letter member, you know it’s the squad |
| First nigga flexing, the next to get robbed |
| Gave her some X, now I’m sexing your broad |
| Skin look like I’m in the Mexican mob |
| Drugs smell like murder, raps are superb |
| Dropping my shit, that keeps breaking the server |
| Never did college, ain’t flipping no burgers |
| Do it for nigga’s that serve in the earner |
| Dolla, 'bout money nigga, holla |
| Tell ya main bitch swallow |
| Never did pradas, mad crimes white collar |
| Ralph got me looking like a scholar |
| Father the flow y’all tryna bite |
| Down on 'em like ya sniffing on a ball of ice |
| Way I spit it motherfucker like I’m Walter White |
| Way I whip it motherfucker I can name the price |
| So I’m breaking mad bread, whether good or bad |
| Glad or sad, 'til I pull up in that '97 Jag |
| Deadface off the dope smoke |
| Foreign model gone off them orange bottle drugs |
| I introduced her to cocaine in the cuticles |
| I’m showing you just who is who |
| Due praise, I’m the highest |
| A fucking god like Poseidon |
| I brought that wave that you riding, nigga |
| 17 More Minutes every time, every time you see me |
| Just know it’s 17 More Minutes you not gon' see me |
| Global (bitch ass niggas) you know the rest |
| Still the same nigga mama told you not to hang with |
| Smoking 'til the whip turn to spaceship |
| Nigga’s said that I wouldn’t make it |
| Now I’m getting paid just to say shit |
| Dope got a nigga with a facelift |
| Hoes, only know 'em by they faces |
| Catch a charge, pay the Jew, what it do? |
| Lawyer beat the shit, no matter what the case is |
| Plot to hoes with |
| You would think my vocab float |
| Whip the color casserole |
| Posted bumping Chad and Hov |
| That smoking out, pouring up |
| Keep that lean up in my cup |
| X-A-N-A-X in my system |
| OG kush up in my blunt |
| Got my heart feeling like a slug |
| Damn, I think my shit gon' stop |
| Said you got a problem nigga |
| When you see me, go and pop |
| Guaranteed you getting hopped |
| Cause nigga we don’t do the feds, really |
| (Weed got me 9th Grade high) |
| Really |
| I don’t understand |
| Stop, spark it, light it back up |
| Smoking out something |
| Still throwed off the dope (pour) |
| Still fucking hoes |
| Still getting dough |
| I still be needing more |
| Still faded, still faded |
| That don’t mean you made it |
| I ain’t make this shit so that the radio could play it |
| So, act like you fucking know |
| Act like you fucking know, nigga |
| Nigga, act like you fucking know |
| Said act like you fucking know |
| Act like you fucking know, nigga |
| Act like you fucking know |
| Said act like you fucking know |
| Act like you fucking know, nigga |
| Act like you fucking know |
| Said act like you fucking know, nigga |
| Global |
| (Aight lemme hear it) |
| This gon' be the RicHie K part 2 |