Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rico Pack , by - Soldier Kidd. Song from the album XXX the Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 18.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: PEE
Song language: English
Rico Pack |
| I got rico pack in the air, yeah |
| Nigga run up, no he won’t dare, yeah |
| She gon' fuck her cuz, she don’t care, yeah |
| You a square, you ain’t Triple-X, yeah |
| I don’t think she tryna be ex, I got rico in her chest |
| In the strip club makin' a mess |
| Tell them niggas go get a check, tell them niggas go get a 'Vette |
| Smoke that rico, throw my set, if I step I gotta flex |
| You ain’t got no bread to flex, I just pulled up with the TEC |
| Yeah I’m servin' for the ten, I just switched up like I’m Ben |
| Baby I’m a walkin' sin, where them pics you 'posed to send? |
| You can be an in or outtie |
| Nigga we ain’t smokin' Cali, nigga we ain’t poppin' xannies |
| Got her hooked just like xanny, niggas sweeter than some candy |
| So I’m poppin' rubber bands, make me pop another man |
| I don’t fuck with none these man, only fuck with Soldier Kidd |
| She only fuck with Soldier Kidd, it’s a stolo, it ain’t rent |
| Baby girl you got me bent, think that I might want your friend |
| All these niggas nonsense, glory jit the main event |
| And we smokin' like a vent, I ain’t breathin' either nigga |
| Smokin' loud like a speaker |
| I got rico pack in the air, yeah |
| Nigga run up, no he won’t dare, yeah |
| She gon' fuck her cuz, she don’t care, yeah |
| You a square, you ain’t Triple-X, yeah |
| I don’t think she tryna be ex, I got rico in her chest |
| In the strip club makin' a mess |
| Tell them niggas go get a check, tell them niggas go get a 'Vette |
| Smoke that rico, throw my set, if I step I gotta flex, ayy |
| I come from the dirt dog, so I pop them percs dog |
| Pull up and I murk you dog, I been sippin' alcohol |
| Servin' trees in the hall, hidin' rico in my drawers |
| Soldier Kidd could be the nurse, I’ma give these niggas shots |
| I got Henny, I don’t do shots |
| In Miami on the drop, in Miami tryna rock |
| Hundred bands, we the mob, hundred mans on the box |
| She be thinkin' that I’m a star but I got ounces in the jar |
| I be bouncin' in the club, I be steppin' with them thugs |
| Went to school but goin' dumb, I be givin' shawty funds |
| Me and K be on the run, we just hit for three months |
| I just smoked like fifty blunts, smoked lil whoadie like a dud |
| Triple-X the Brady Bunch |
| I got rico pack in the air, yeah |
| Nigga run up, no he won’t dare, yeah |
| She gon' fuck her cuz, she don’t care, yeah |
| You a square, you ain’t Triple-X, yeah |
| I don’t think she tryna be ex, I got rico in her chest |
| In the strip club makin' a mess |
| Tell them niggas go get a check, tell them niggas go get a 'Vette |
| Smoke that rico, throw my set, if I step I gotta flex |