[Intro: Rickey Splurge]
Yea, Yea, Yea! (yeah)
Hop in a bag, get out a bag
Niggas see me
Bitches see me
They say woah, (feel me)
Woah!
Yea, aye
[Chorus X3: Rickey Splurge]
Yea, woah
Yea, woah
Yea, woah
Woah!
[Verse: Rickey Splurge]
My money stay blue, it’s banging the Crip
My banging the Bs, i’m rich as bitch
I bag it up, send it through DHL
I get it back spending that blue medel
Too smart for the street, shoulda went to Yale
Gotta add it up, add it up, add it up!
Draco with the beam and the silencer
Bad bitch and bussin’, name Monica
No these bitches can’t fuck me for free
Gotta charge they dumbass for the skeet!
Had to get it, no handouts for me
Hopped up off of the porch, hit the streets
Real prince in New York, I had stupid style
Lil Smith n’ Wesson it’s like 7 pounds
Do not talking lil nigga i’ll chalk you out
Can’t want me back then, but she love me now
[Chorus X3: Rickey Splurge]
Yea, woah
Yea, woah
Yea, woah
Woah!
[Verse: Anthony 1999]
The shit I wear, woah
4K no TV, on some coat
Stick in this trench, if you peak it’s gone poke
Diamonds is rocks, they leak and they soak
Shit shuckin’ n’ jivin’ I feel like Balboa
Jacking that bitch a homebody
Come around gang and we pass her like nobody
Get a new stick yea that one got like 4 bodies
Pieces on pieces, I’m extorting yo mommy
Shit I just do it
Niggas that I knew since playin switched, I knew it
And we be cracking these cards, the money ain’t ours so we blew it
Fuck round and rack up a charge and beat it
Oh god I knew it
My niggas banging the yard, you stomping the yard cause they shooting
[Chorus X3: Rickey Splurge]
Yea, woah
Yea, woah
Yea, woah
Woah!
[Outro: Rickey Splurge]
Woah, woah
Woah
Woah!
Woah
Woah
Woah, woah
Woah!
Woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah
Woah!
