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lil darius – rick & marni lyrics

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[intro]
(b.loadin, loadin)

[chorus]
uh, huh, these n+ggas talk ’bout paper, they ain’t gettin’ pape’, that sh+t be crazy
the bread they post be old, that sh+t ain’t current, go check that date, uh
i ain’t even got no opps, these n+ggas just mad ’cause i f+ck they lady
i’m havin’ that bread and i’m havin’ that motion, these hoes tryna have my baby
i woke up to head this morning, i kicked the ho out, she way too h+rny
i used to watch rick and morty, now i wear rick and marni
just hit a dominican back of the lamb’, my life way too foreign
i’m in miami, the yacht almost left, i was just late to the port

[verse 1]
n+ggas ain’t havin’ no motion, havin’ no b+tches, havin’ no money or nothin’
n+ggas get straight on live, won’t flex no bread but his ass gon’ flex that gun
n+ggas be in the club full of n+ggas, section don’t got no buns
say after i drop this tape, they gon’ devin booker like i play with the suns
f+ck coach+lla, f+ck that rolling loud, my trap be f+ckin’ jumpin’
i just spent a hundred on some jewelry, d+mn, my sh+t be punchin’
if i get some racks to them youngins, they gon’ flip the function
rock designer hats, literally got money on my conscious

[chorus]
uh, huh, these n+ggas talk ’bout paper, they ain’t gettin’ pape’, that sh+t be crazy
the bread they post be old, that sh+t ain’t current, go check that date, uh
i ain’t even got no opps, these n+ggas just mad ’cause i f+ck they lady
i’m havin’ that bread and i’m havin’ that motion, these hoes tryna have my baby
i woke up to head this morning, i kicked the ho out, she way too h+rny
i used to watch rick and morty, now i wear rick and marni
just hit a dominican back of the lamb’, my life way too foreign
i’m in miami, the yacht almost left, i was just late to the port
[verse 2]
huh, these n+ggas so embarrassin’, huh, they ain’t even have no cabbage, huh
keep on talkin’ out the side of his neck, i’ma stuff d+ck in his mami, huh
all these rap n+ggas holdin’ nuts on me, n+ggas’ a bunch of sandy’s
tryna sneak in the club with a .30 round, hidin’ d+cks like a bunch of tranny’s
ever since i f+cked a ho in the whip, she don’t wanna wear no panties
everywhere i go i keep that tool, lil darius handy manny
i tell my lil’ brother to keep them rubbers, them b+tches be comin’ in handy
and when i get caught up, i use the famous card, girl, you know how fans be

[chorus]
uh, huh, these n+ggas talk ’bout paper, they ain’t gettin’ pape’, that sh+t be crazy
the bread they post be old, that sh+t ain’t current, go check that date, uh
i ain’t even got no opps, these n+ggas just mad ’cause i f+ck they lady
i’m havin’ that bread and i’m havin’ that motion, these hoes tryna have my baby
i woke up to head this morning, i kicked the ho out, she way too h+rny
i used to watch rick and morty, now i wear rick and marni
just hit a dominican back of the lamb’, my life way too foreign
i’m in miami, the yacht almost left, i was just late to the port



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