Ricochet lyrics

[Verse 1]
MAC-10, and it's right on my back
Strapped up like a muhf*ckin' dyke
These n*ggas broke, and they never got back
I'm in the Benz, I ain't gotta ride bike
.45 bullets, they breakin' your back
Ricochet, got hit in the trap
Ain't got nothing to do with it, but he off the map
Yeah that's the b*tch that I like
Sippin' on lean with no ice
f*ck the Benz, I'ma hop in the [?]
Pour a three of the Tris, my sh*t too spiked
These n*ggas ain't ready to fight
Smokin' on Za', I go straight in the mic'
Play with the gang then we straighten you out
No AC, but we airin' it out
What is that sh*t you be hearin' about?
You sneak dissin', that's thе sh*t I don't like
n*ggas talkin', when I see 'em, on sight
If anything, baby put up a fight
I walk around, spеnd a thousand on Nikes
I was geeked up on them Xans all night

[Chorus]
[?] and that sh*t wasn't right
She on my di*k 'cause I talk to [?]
n*ggas be rats and they talkin' to mice
Hop in the coupe and [?]
No I can't f*ck with no plain b*tches
XD, yeah to get right with ya'
Bad b*tches the only thing in my pictures
'Cause you with 'em don't mean you hit 'em
[Verse 2]
Strapped up, got the stick in the middle
She put that brain on me just like a riddle
Hunnids and fifties, we don't count little
Yeah, I'm probably [?]
Cuffin' yo' ass, and you can't let 'em get you
If it's smoke, then you gettin' the issue
He licked you 'cause you sweet like some Skittles
Ask about me, b*tch I keep me a pistol
Stick on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout no pencil
These Rick Owens, b*tch I gotta be gentle
Free all my dawgs, let 'em out the kennel
Light that boy up just like a candle
They shoot at your feet, shoot at your semi
Let's get high, don't make sh*t a hassle

[Chorus]
[?] and that sh*t wasn't right
She on my di*k 'cause I talk to [?]
n*ggas be rats and they talkin' to mice
Hop in the coupe and [?]
No I can't f*ck with no plain b*tches
XD, yeah to get right with ya'
Bad b*tches the only thing in my pictures
'Cause you with 'em don't mean you hit 'em