Ricky’s lyrics

[Intro: EBK Young Joc]
I gotta be real
(What's up daddy?)
I'm tired of these n*ggas man, I ain't gon' lie
They don't be on sh*t, no paper or nothin' (Ah, ah, ah)
(I already know daddy, them n*ggas can't f*ck with you on your worst day)
(Ah, ah, ah)
Hunnit proof, solid individual (Okay, okay)
Free Dada

[Chorus: EBK Young Joc]
In this b*tch high, got me feelin' like a zombie
Why he got it on him, on my momma he don't pop heat
Bust down, they like "Where you goin'?" sh*t [?]
Doin' what I do and ain't nobody finna stop me
King of drive and I promise twenty seven high speeds
Fully on me, boy you better approach with caution
Think he f*ckin' with me, hah, this n*gga must have lost it
Thuggin' in a mansion with trappers and bosses

[Verse: EBK Young Joc]
Don't know the half of this sh*t if you ain't never take no losses
Around five rich n*ggas, finna be the sixth
Pops always told me, "Gotta get that bag" as a kid
Got baby shakin' ass I'm like damn that sh*t big
Glizzy gang, you will never catch me with a SIG
If I said that I meant that, n*gga it's what I said
Overdoses from this ahh, I bet it put him to bed
n*ggas better quit it with that Tough Tony sh*t
Talkin' 'bout you love me but I know you phony b*tch (Phony)
Aye Rye, what we on though
Tell me something, why these n*ggas really bozos
Smoking za this sh*t got me moving slo-mo
n*ggas love to talk but ain't even got no drip
Always posin' for the b*tches, but pockets filled up with lint
Yeah they hit me five times but nothin' like 50 Cent
In my hood I'm a legend, I promise nobody play
I got pain, whatever n*ggas wanna do I'm with it
Everytime we bumpin' I got it on me, b*tch I'm clickin'
Brrr, better watch out
Duck your taco, this beef rare nachos
f*ck the tribe, when n*ggas died they ain't even claim Poncho
Now let me not get started 'bout them Fly n*ggas
It's brazy, these n*ggas fakie full of lies n*gga
Pull up in some ughh, all you gon' hear is
sh*t, they like, "What is he drivin'?"
b*tch I fart when I yank off, my sh*t ain't silent
EBK TCF, b*tch we promote violence
Hot head young n*gga, I was out here wildin'
[Chorus: EBK Young Joc]
In this b*tch high, got me feelin' like a zombie
Why he got it on him, on my momma he don't pop heat
Bust down, they like "Where you goin'?" sh*t [?]
Doin' what I do and ain't nobody finna stop me
King of drive and I promise twenty seven high speeds
Fully on me, boy you better approach with caution
Think he f*ckin' with me, hah, this n*gga must have lost it
Thuggin' in a mansion with trappers and bosses (Bosses)

[Outro: EBK Young Joc]
n*ggas be around all type of sh*t
Been around the broke, I've been around the rich, feel me
I done been around the middle, feel me, I done been around the plugs
I done been around the real mans, half ass n*ggas
Done did it all, I did everything the Gz wish a n*gga do
n*ggas ain't worried about nothin' else
I need a bag, on my momma
Comin' for whatever I want
Gz, Jz, South East