rich amiri – felony lyrics
[intro]
aye
benjicold, why you icey?
i won’t let go
aye, yuh, i won’t let go
and i’m too addicted to that x and i won’t let go
if you got a problem with that gang just let me know
[chorus]
bad b+tch rocking lv
bad b+tch wanna wedding ring i can’t even slide her to the telly
balmain and amiri jeans and i mix it with the kel & elle
sliding with the gang we 10 deep
sliding with yo’ hoe she in the back seat
have him running like a track meet
and i’m riding with them ratchets, let ’em have it
he can’t fight off
get a bad b+tch, get her ass did
take it all back if you type wrong
had to get back on my bullsh+t
n+ggas sayin’ that i fell off
n+ggas knowin’ that i’m well off
sippin’ purple not no kristoff
give you bentlys, get you double c
get up on your knees if you wanna be
we in belise, and we on a beach
and we finna’ take a flight to penokee
n+ggas want the sauce they want the recipe
i could never let ’em get the best of me
and lil’ baby told me that she’ll never leave
if that b+tch leave me i’m catching a felony+o+woah
[verse]
my n+gga he might just do ya’ for a pair of 3’s
ballin+ballin hard like i’m overseas
call up the bean and we comin’ for the keys
ducking if i see the police
i get the rose gold and the bronze seats
i got a bad b say she want me
i just might f+ck right up on her mommy, woah
i’m riding ’round in a beamer, and my b+tch got the heater
prada that’s right on my sneakers
i put the racks on a visa, woah
and that lil’ b+tch is a keeper
don’t think i ever could leave her
that b+tch keep calling my phone, but
i just wanna see ya’, woah
just wanna see ya’, woah
[chorus]
bad b+tch rocking lv
bad b+tch wanna wedding ring i can’t even slide her to the telly
balmain and amiri jeans and i mix it with the kel & elle
sliding with the gang we 10 deep
sliding with yo’ hoe she in the back seat
have him running like a track meet
and i’m riding with them ratchets, let ’em have it
he can’t fight off
get a bad b+tch, get her ass did
take it all back if you type wrong
had to get back on my bullsh+t
n+ggas sayin’ that i fell off
n+ggas knowin’ that i’m well off
sippin’ purple not no kristoff
give you bentlys, get you double c
get up on your knees if you wanna be
we in belise, and we on a beach
and we finna’ take a flight to penokee
n+ggas want the sauce they want the recipe
i could never let ’em get the best of me
and lil’ baby told me that she’ll never leave
if that b+tch leave me i’m catching a felony+o+woah, aye
felony+o+woah, aye, woah
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