Rico the Prophet - 24 (feat. Rab G)

Yeah this here’s one of my favorite beats
I’m feeling good too
Yeah I’ma just go off on this one
(Ricooo)
Yeah
Yeah
Okay off the top
It’s Rico The Prophet
I came to pop shit
No games I’m out here
Y’all plan to stop me
Man that ain’t a option
I aim and cock and pull
Straight at opps
I'm off drink and molly
Just playing I’m honestly
Off the 42, gang behind me
I’m feelin myself, can you blame me?
I been down so long but it’s hard to tame a monster 
I been on my shit and niggas riding on my dick, pause
And I been eating, got me feeling like Rick Ross
Big boss, club jumping like Crisscross
Pray that God send me a lil baddie with a thick ass
She giving me brain I’m fuckin up her lip gloss
I'm pulling up to the set wearing silk cloths
You gotta be outta your llama if you think I’m stopping
Before I quit, I’ll die from sleep loss
24, 24 Hours in a day
24 Years I been sparing niggas, wait
24 Years I done seen November 16th but this time I’m coming with a different taste
24 On the back of one of the goats
Damn Bean man I hate that you had to go
24 I’m the black Jack Bauer
Black power
Say Breonna’s name, if you don’t, you a hoe
(Let that line breathe)
Checking my stock
I’m going up more than bombs in Iraq
Hand me the ball 24 on the clock
Mamba mentality I’ll take the shot
Pollo got chicken heads all on my cock
Hardwood on the floor
Yeah I be the one that she pop that kitty for
All up in the Airbnb, I got plenty more
Purple like indigo
Rico 24
It’s a whole lot of mothafuckas saying my name
But they won’t address me, all my enemies into me and that’s a fuckin shame
I’m balling like Steph out at Oracle
Get your cameras out, this shit historical
And they say it’s something bout that boy Rico
I’m a Scorpio
24
(24, 24, 24, 24, 24)
Prophet got it started I’ll finish it like fatalities 
Told my shorty come here, threw a chain to bring her back to me
Beating up the beats this is battery
I’m the scorpion that got the Scorpio started just like a factory
24 Hours in a day
And 24 days in the month was born the great
I’m 10/24 that’s word to my boy Drake
And my middle name Bryant, feel like Kobe in the lake
Or even the Olympics
My nigga I gets it
I kicks it
Like flips from a gymnast I’m so sick with it
If I pick it up Ima stick with it 
We’ll slide any track we jump on niggas is slick with it 
If it’s beef this the fork that we stick in it
Yeah It’s over for rap, they think Hova was back
Nah dawg we was just warming up, posted in fact
Your window was wide open but we closing it back, whoa 
Hold the attacks
Ain’t no holding me back 
I was 24 when I was lost
1/23/2020 I was lost again
But that’s when you lost it then 
Now for the next 30 years take a look at the track list 
Remember the names and get attached nigga tap in 
The flow is immaculate plus the season we was birthed yields the best harvest
And the best artists
Go
It’s a whole lot of mothafuckas saying my name
But they won’t address me, all my enemies into me and that’s a fuckin shame
I’m balling like Steph out at Oracle
Get your cameras out, this shit historical
And they say it’s something bout that boy Rico
I’m a Scorpio
24

Written by:
Aaron Gill, Richard Johnson II

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