Rick Hyde

Ms. Young's
Uh (Brrra) It's Ricky Ha (Ricky) Yeah Even bigger, BSF, nigga (We the bigger, pussy) The biggest (What's up?) (Yeah) Yeah Uh (The biggest in the world) Brra (Haha, yeah) Look So many presidents (Money), I never can argue with niggas 'bout relevance They consider me better than Since like 2011 when Shay rocked them lettermans I was gettin' the cheddar in From Rogers and Jenny to masking the [? 0:53] (Uh) When thеy needed they medicinе, it was going for eighty like Julian Edelman Boonie back in the cell again (Damn) Another conviction will make him a predicate (Free Boonie) I walk like a G and I talk like a P 'cause it's part of the etiquette (Big one-five-three, you heard?) I ain't moving the mountain, I'm sellin' it Anybody can beach you, the pelicans (Haha) Letras de cancionesIf it's smoke with a nigga, we settle it Put you right in the blog like I'm Elliot (Uh) They'll respect the soprano, the delegate (Sheesh) Up a hundred and fifty, that's leverage (That's facts) Wanna make you a profit, put fent' in it But don't hit it too much like it's delicate Every verse that I put out is eloquent Every step on the ladder is evident I hear niggas keep saying they, "Better than" Why the fans don't consider you legend then? Still streaming from my last drop A million of 'em the out the glass pop It was point five like a bad beat Now I'm plus two like a bad black I'm representin' for the have nots You disappointing like a bad shot I hate niggas like South Buff, get yo' neck tied like a ascot Real money don't fold over (That money) Real niggas don't fold either (Uh) Twenty thousand all cohesive, all out the slot like Cole Beasley Heard niggas gon' take somethin' Oh really? Like, Doe Beezy (Oh really?) Red tops out the four-feezy Give you no ceilings like the old Weezy (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) Yeah (Uh) It's Ricky From Letras Mania