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st. ric - v.b.b lyrics

we riding round in civic coups
loose troops, loose on the loose
sippin grey goose
run thru houses for that loot
if yeen f-cking with us, you get the boot
gon get to stepping, i got that smith & wesson
and ain’t missin either
i love my f-ckin heater
and you can have your b-tch back
catch me in hawaii like i’m bushwhack
smoking woods from the back, that’s that loud pack
she let me f-ck for the f-ck of it
no job straight chillin and i’m lovin it
so f-ck a 925 word to fitzly
i’m just tryna get some cash and suck some t-tties
i’m sick and tired of these n-gg-s tryna be me
come at me wrong my man hector will correct ya
riding through your city
n-gg-s really sitting pretty good
n-gg-s in pahokee ain’t really f-ckin with me
but it’s whatever
i’m out here doing better
i’m smarter than ever
i’m colder than the winter
beat your b-tch for dinner
naw i ain’t no sinner
ion believe in that sh-t
people out here dying
mommas out here crying
so what the f-ck you whining about
give a f-ck about some clout
i just watch and chill
maybe pop a pill
maybe break a bill
murder but i don’t k!ll
think i’m hank hill
cus the gas i got
9 with a c-ck
rocks in sock
and n-gg- f-ck yo block

- st ric lyrics

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