ฟังเพลงRichie

Richie (Explicit) - Skilla Baby

Lyrics by：Trevon Gardner/Joshua White/Demario White

Composed by：Trevon Gardner/Joshua White/Demario White

Produced by：MIA JayC

You cut up on this one JAY C

MIA JAY C

Huh

Two hundred thousand on a Richard mille nigga add me up

All my ******* got some good p***y

But be bad as ****

Think my pet peeve is when a fake nigga dap me up

And I keep some killers with me nigga

What I'm lackin' for

Really self made self paid with no help lame

Quick to spank a p***y-a*s nigga like I'm Belt gang

I be goin' through it act like I ain't never felt pain

Got my own money nigga I can buy myself chains

I'm a dog nigga slide on you like a fraud nigga

Really hard niggas can't hold me I ain't y'all niggas

Every time niggas die I'm a suspect y'all all victims

Never seen no h*es in my opps pictures all niggas

Huh two hundred thousand for the Richie

Nigga stop sending threats come and get me

I ran up two hundred thousand in my dickies

I take all my young ******* to tiffany

Huh two hundred thousand on me daily right now

These ******* wanna be around me

'Cause I'm famous ugh ugh

Spent two hundred thousand on my niggas cases

On the payroll

Two hundred thousand on his head

That gon' bake him go get it huh go

The coupe go two somethin'

Two-sixty this ***** too runnin' too fast

Niggas always talkin'

'Bout front 'em but can't move nothin'

Broke a*s

Goyard duffle for myself

I bought her Louis luggage Luggage

Long as she answer when I'm in town

I don't care who she ******* ugh

Hydraulics on a may' truck

Young nigga paid up go

Keep on puttin' it in they face bruh

Like Cartier buffs

Ap Skelly Richard millie

Know what I'm sayin' made up

Two hundred thou' off of w**d promo

That's free money addin' up so why not get it

This that good smoke AKA that real 'za gas

And I got all different kind in this pill bottle facts

Put up some pints they turnin' brown

But it's still raw wockesha

Gon' sacrifice you out your life soon as you throw a 'cross

Call a nigga bluff

Break ten milli' out right now

They sneak dissin'

Show 'em what that glock ten milli 'bout Lil' p***y

Somebody lied when they said

You can't get rich in a drought ha

I'm havin' motion

So your ho gon' put my d**k in her mouth

Ugh ugh

Huh two hundred thousand for the Richie

Nigga stop sending threats come and get me

I ran up two hundred thousand in my dickies

I take all my young ******* to tiffany

Huh two hundred thousand on me daily

These ******* wanna be around me 'cause I'm famous

Spent two hundred thousand on my niggas cases

Two hundred thousand on his head that gon' bake him huh

My young niggas get active for that mun-yun huh

Let 'em see them one niggas out they the dumb-dumb

Nigga hatin' on me out of nowhere where you come from ha

I don't give a **** about no beef I'm a thug duh