bloodonthericks (feat. Sadfriendd & Yung Solarflare)

Keep a clip in the back I got one's I got two's I got bitches in the whip they got glocks they got tools And my Rick Owens laced this a bag on my shoes Keep a glock on my waist he in a bag on the news Walk in this bitch and I'm back on my rap shit Talkin that shit pussy boy get it crackin Servin them junkies and shooters and crackheads Came out the water I feel like the kraken I make a play I aint talking bout madden I walk in this bitch and his heart rate get flattened His momma saw him on the news like what happened He think he hard but he not with that action Hoe im movin weight but I'm not in gym bitch Grimy ass nigga I got blood on my damn ricks I fucked on yo bitch and she said it was excellent You ain't got money yo life is irrelevant Choppa got a long ass clip on the end it look Just like the trunk of a mufuckin elephant Smack that lil bitch in the face with my backhand She suck on my dick I get my satisfaction He wanna talk but he not with that action They cant afford what I spent on my fashion My money so big it look like fat bitch I hopped on the track it turned right to a classic I'm passin yo bitch around I feel like magic And how you got shot when you wanted the static Bullet gon hit em he flip gymnastic Fuckin this bitch and I dip fantastic I get the bread and it stretch fantastic Choppa gon melt that lil bitch like some plastic Choppa throw hail Mary's like I play madden Ima float wit yo bitch I feel just like Alladin Said he gettin money but I know he cappin Nigga gon try me gon wish that he hadn't We finna slide on that boy wit a drake And we pushin him back we gon knock of his face And my glock 19 keep a post on my waist Ima shoot from the hip leave that nigga erased And my diamonds is wet watch em drip like a faucet or drip like a lake And my dick you is on it can you get away Yeah I'm just being honest yall niggas so lame wait hold up Wait wait If that boy want smoke wit me All yall niggas aint hood like you pose to be If it aint bout money its a joke to me You dont keep no strap you dont tote wit me Gettin guap just like im supposed to be Get back bitch dont get close to me Like please shut up yall niggas aint woke to me Covered in diamonds like Vivienne Westwood no SRT yeah im up in a tesla And that bitch gave me brain So I call her professor the only bitch yall niggas got is Alexa You can not rap nigga my shit is better I'm fuckin that bitch and I made that hoe wetter I'm stacking the cheese lil bitch like cheddar The gang roll deep yeah they carry berretta's