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soldier kidd - rico pack lyrics

[chorus]
i got rico pack in the air, yeah
n-gga run up, no he won’t dare, yeah
she gon’ f-ck her cuz, she don’t care, yeah
you a square, you ain’t triple-x, yeah
i don’t think she tryna be ex, i got rico in her chest
in the strip club makin’ a mess
tell them n-ggas go get a check, tell them n-ggas go get a ‘vette
smoke that rico, throw my set, if i step i gotta flex

[verse 1]
you ain’t got no bread to flex, i just pulled up with the tec
yeah i’m servin’ for the ten, i just switched up like i’m ben
baby i’m a walkin’ sin, where them pics you ‘posed to send?
you can be an in or outtie
n-gga we ain’t smokin’ cali, n-gga we ain’t poppin’ xannies
got her hooked just like xanny, n-ggas sweeter than some candy
so i’m poppin’ rubber bands, make me pop another man
i don’t f-ck with none these man, only f-ck with soldier kidd
she only f-ck with soldier kidd, it’s a stolo, it ain’t rent
baby girl you got me bent, think that i might want your friend
all these n-ggas nonsense, glory jit the main event
and we smokin’ like a vent, i ain’t breathin’ either n-gga
smokin’ loud like a speaker

[verse 2]
i come from the dirt dog, so i pop them percs dog
pull up and i murk you dog, i been sippin’ alcohol
servin’ trees in the hall, hidin’ rico in my drawers
soldier kidd could be the nurse, i’ma give these n-ggas shots
i got henny, i don’t do shots
in miami on the drop, in miami tryna rock
hundred bands, we the mob, hundred mans on the box
she be thinkin’ that i’m a star but i got ounces in the jar
i be bouncin’ in the club, i be steppin’ with them thugs
went to school but goin’ dumb, i be givin’ shawty funds
me and k be on the run, we just hit for three months
i just smoked like fifty blunts, smoked lil whoadie like a dud
triple-x the brady bunch

- soldier kidd lyrics

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