rico xyy - work of art lyrics
[intro:]
uhn
ayo
[verse 1:]
yo, check out, getting more head than teacher head counts
they doing too much talk, separate them, make n+ggas spread out
i’m in my bag so much, looking like the groceries at check out
i’m that chill nonchalant n+gga you f+ck n+ggas read ‘bout
n+ggas think they moving sh+t, all i’m seeing is dead cows
when you hear me yelling bandicoot, i’m finna crash out
i get it lit every time like i just brought my flash out
the last b+tch ain’t do rico right, now, she feel left out
[chorus:]
hit the gas on them fast, never gave a f though
i don’t get in the mix, cut me all the checks though
i’m a work of art, come through looking like fresco
always on point, never miss just like an arrow
headed to the bank before i chase a ho
i know i’m him, i know i’m pressure, they can’t take it though
tryna outdo the outdo+er, f+ck ‘round, get ratio’d
‘cause tryna erase me, you got a long way to go
[verse 2:]
money long, i could count this sh+t for hours and hours
they be loud and wrong ‘bout me, don’t care, my ethic speak louder
they roll in patches tryna reach the kid, these n+ggas be sour
can’t wait to see when i fall, but b+tch, i’m the tower, look
i ain’t john but, i seen the b+tch last week
she wanted me to knock her lights out up in her backseat
dying first is the only way n+ggas will pass me
even with this iced out chain, i’m bringing mad heat
[refrain:]
there’s only one thing i know, that’s y’all will never get to me
ain’t no staircase long enough for y’all to even step to me
there’s only one thing i know, that’s y’all will never get to me
i do it big, never go home, i always give the best of me+
[verse 3:]
look, all the bad b+tches say i give what i’m supposed to
don’t deliver mail but, they finna make me go postal
i’m a superstar, you n+ggas is a bunch of locals
fire ass d+ck, probably make a white b+tch go loco
n+ggas want this work ‘til i pull up and they a no show
i like when she prop that ass up for me like kyosho’s
i like pepsi, but she shaped like a bottle of coke though
they be on my d+ck so much, suck it for once and choke, ho
[chorus:]
hit the gas on them fast, never gave a f though
i don’t get in the mix, cut me all the checks though
i’m a work of art, come through looking like fresco
always on point, never miss just like an arrow
headed to the bank before i chase a ho
i know i’m him, i know i’m pressure, they can’t take it though
tryna outdo the outdo+er, f+ck ‘round, get ratio’d
‘cause tryna erase me, you got a long way to go
[outro:]
kyuh!
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