Ricardo

Got a vixen by my side, she got her feet up

While I'm countin' up that money, fuck a Visa

I just made enough to call, I've done my re-up

Pull up in that bloody Bentley like it's biza

Hold up, wait, I got Selena

You try runnin' wit my chick, I'll give you Nina

Hold up, wait, I got Selena

You try runnin' wit my chick, I'll give you Nina

And I got **** that be ridin' right beside me

Same ones that held it down while he was in that lobby

Movin', movin' yams in the staircase

With some Jamaican drug dealers that don't fear a case

So strong that when you sniff the dope it be like bear mace

So strong you might as well get murdered if you catch a case

I text that hoe that I just fucked that I'ma need some space

Already movin on my suit, in my GLAM phase

Yeah, I skrrt off on the pedal (Yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I go hard, Ricardo Tisci (Yeah I ball, yeah I ball)

Dollar signs in my eyes (Gimme all that money)

Tell me where you want to meet me (Brr, brr)

Yeah, I skrrt off on the pedal (Yeah, I skrrt off in traffic)

I go hard, Ricardo Tisci (Got the Perry to match)

When I'm creepin' through the meadows (Where you at?)

In the hungry Mitsubishi (Where you at? Where you at?)

Fuck you talkin' about?

Me and my **** been GLAM

Pullin' fadeaway threes with yo bitch

Are you fuckin' stupid ****?

It's facts, ****

Feel me?

Goin' in deep, ain't no backin' out

'Cause my wrist on fleek and my chain play cat and mouse

Goin' in deep, ain't no backin' out

'Cause my wrist on fleek, but my chain play cat and mouse

(In the Beauty and the Beast) I'm so gassed up

Feel like Gaston, love them fast cars

I'm so gassed up, I'm so gassed up

Fall in love, nope, I'm no Gaspar

Row, row, row your boat, bitch, I pedal coke

Yeah I'm lit, like it's Christmas, every time you seein' snow

Row, row, row your boat, bitch, I pedal coke

Yeah I'm lit, like it's Christmas, when you see me, yeah it's snow

Yeah, I skrrt off on the pedal (Yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I go hard, Ricardo Tisci (Yeah I ball, yeah I ball)

Dollar signs in my eyes (Gimme all that money)

Tell me where you want to meet me (Brr, brr)

Yeah, I skrrt off on the pedal (Yeah, skrrt out in traffic)

I go hard, Ricardo Tisci (Got the Perry to match)

When I'm creepin' through the meadows (Where you at?)

In the hungry Mitsubishi (Where you at? Where you at?)

I just finished out my show, couldn't even find that

How it feel to get a bag without a wiretap

Feelin' nothing, ain't no bitchin', get no lines back

Pussy soft, just imagine where my mind's at

Now that foreign goin' skrrt, now my left wrist lookin' brr

Went from cookin' work, now we hoppin' in the vert

Now that foreign goin' skrrt, now my left wrist lookin' brr

Went from cookin' work, now we hoppin' in the vert

Yeah, I skrrt off on the pedal (Yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I go hard, Ricardo Tisci (Yeah I ball, yeah I ball)

Dollar signs in my eyes (Gimme all that money)

Tell me where you want to meet me (Brr, brr)

Yeah, I skrrt off on the pedal

I go hard, Ricardo Tisci

When I'm creepin' through the meadows

In the hungry Mitsubishi