a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

envy caine - ricky running lyrics

[hook]
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?

[verse 1: envy caine]
[?] gangsters, n+ggas know how i’m comin’
if they drop a lo’ n+ggas know that comin’
blixk shooter lil quicker
coka start fl!ckin’, “frrah frrah frrah”, i got all of y’all runnin’
i go to sleep with my knocks
make sure one in the head, if you sneak up i floxk
don’t leave no witnesses, we clean up the spot
one thing i know for sure my gd’s gon’ floxk
i remember boy was bleedin’ a lot
nowadays my opps be grievin’ a lot
tp, all the gz be fiendin’ to floxk
we spinnin’ and spinnin’, we fiendin’ for opps
now we spinnin’ and spinnin’, we fiendin’ for opps
i feel like the man when i’m in the spot
sold too much grams when i’m on the block
hi+tech in the can, soda on the rocks
zaza wе smokin’ potent, everywhеre i’m noticed so my hand clutchin’ on the glock
probably f+cked they b+tches, folks start fl!ckin’, now his mans buried in a box
i’m cookin’ tan soda in the pot
i get my weed delivered in a box
printin’ out replica money then crop
twenties, fifties, muggin’ a lot
we do the scorin’, they be tryna get back
watchin’ the news, rollin’ up a big pack
percocet, ecstasy, i pop ’em like tic+tac’s
n+ggas i robbed still ain’t get they sh+t back
i got a lot of b+tches
if she pretty and freaky i gotta hit it
baby, once it get started i gotta finish
when she suck it, it’s usually a lot of spittin’
might get sleepy but never get tired of spinnin’
once i spot him i’m fl!ckin’, i gotta get him
rapid fire, now his body twitchin’
then go knock up the n+ggas that’s rockin’ with him
givin’ praise to allah ’cause i’m tired of sinnin’
[?] opp start fl!ckin’ first just to make sure that n+gga hurt
said you smokin’ my mans, right?
so you gotta get it first then your homies get it worst
f+ck that, i’m smokin’ shh, nah, i’m smokin’ every opp who died
when we pull up bet we make ’em cry
me and gang laughin’, gettin’ high
check the score, numbers never lie
look up at the sky waivin’ bye
boy died now they wonder why
[hook: envy caine]
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?

[verse 2: stain blixky]
i’m too tact’ when i hop out the whip
f+ck that crack, i go cook up a slip
brodie spinnin’ and he cl!cked and he tripped
hop out, he walked down and emptied the clip
in a jeep but you know this a track’
take his chain, you ain’t gettin’ it back
b+tches stay in the range sippin’ act
don’t front me work i ain’t payin’ it back
kick in his door, i run in for the sack
brodie just gave me a bin for the tap
pour a four and i pop me [?]
i walk in, bought that sh+t straight off the mannequin
run up a bag any city i’m landin’ in
throw eight on her citi and ten on her [?]
bullets gon’ cl!ck at his face and they damage him
he bringin’ opps to the base then we bannin’ him
[hook: envy caine]
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?
i’m smokin’
i’m smokin’
why you keep runnin’ ricky?

- envy caine lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS