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42 dugg - free ric lyrics

[intro: 42 dugg]
can’t be f+cked with
(flexing on that b+tch, hold up)

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
a patek, a patek, a patek, was gon’ buy it for my daddy
let me find out n+ggas capping, ain’t ’bout action
baguetty, baguetty, baguetty, they say i might regret it if i chandelier a skelly, plus they tax
heard the fetty ain’t sh+t in alabama
42 for the bammer
just say we forget to stamp ’em not on a camera
ayy, i wish a n+gga would play with me
sixty+two for the ‘za, it’s the bud two+еight a piece
i love to gеt ’em cheap, them drugs keep me in sync
might dump a b+tch if she blink
[?] then again
wanna see me stress some b+tch in the pen
been thugging since we was kids, my brother know what i did
when twin hit me, that’s it, i know i’m five out of ten
it hurt me to hit that l!ck, ain’t that some sh+t, b+tch
first thing complete i ever had on a hit
you a trip, that ain’t stopping sh+t, we popping sh+t
see a b+tch, we drop a b+tch
[chorus: 42 dugg]
that patek thing bust but you know me
holding for the 4’s, b+tch, i’m holding for the east
on the count of three, everybody yell free ric, free skeet
free ric, free [?] free ric free [?]
on the count of three, everybody yell free ric, free meech
free ric, free tee, free ric, free skeet
b+tch better not say sh+t to none of my n+ggas, ayy

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
chevy t top [?]
seventy for these watches, four for the weed though
b+tch sh+t for eavesdropping, this confidential
i’m the sh+t, i need some tissues
seventeen up in this nickel
i get p+ssed, i might go crazy
b+tch, i’m rich, y’all n+ggas hating
take me back when i had [?]

[chorus: 42 dugg]
that patek thing bust but you know me
holding for the 4’s, b+tch, i’m holding for the east
on the count of three, everybody yell free ric, free skeet
free ric, free [?] free ric free [?]
on the count of three, everybody yell free ric, free meech
free ric, free tee, free ric, free skeet
b+tch better not say sh+t to none of my n+ggas, ayy
[verse 3: lil durk]
quarantine, pop out with them k!llers, sh+t be boring me
got her titties done and i’m the reason, don’t be ignoring me
foe’nem died flukey, they too happy, sh+t be blowing me
texting b+tches bringing up my name, they be showing me
h+llcats, run up on that wide body, his head stretched
clean gun, i take the switch off, put it in my headrest
i drive far, you don’t take care of your fam, what you a lie for
same n+ggas screaming that they gang the one i die for
bl!ck bl!ck, chopper chop chop, glock fah+fah
trench baby, got it out the mud, i’m a rockstar
every n+gga ’round me got a bag, on my mama
he k!lled me in his comments, i k!lled him with these commas
free steve ‘nem, free jam ‘nem, free nine ‘nem
money on you dead just take it out ’cause you can’t dine in
i got k!llers with outstanding warrants that still be flying in
screaming you gon’ slide, if you gon’ slide, then n+gga, slide then
i’m from the ‘raq where the gangster at, lil’ bro paint his ass
glock with beam look like laser tag, you can’t save his ass
wet him up, bro’nem bath his ass, bro’nem chase his ass
bro’nem face his ass, i relate to that, i relate to that

- 42 dugg lyrics

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