Ricky Rick - Fluent

(Uh, i'm gettin' racks while i'm yawning)
(Okay)
Flippin' shit in my sleep, I make racks while i'm yawning
I brought her to Neimans, now shawdy keep callin'
Nigga thought I went broke, that's a joke; Jimmy Fallon
Momma like, boy, how this money keep spawning?
Hit her ass 3 times, she gotta go
She keep tryna come back, told her ass I don't want it
Racks in the bank, it's too much, I can't flaunt it
Blue hunnits on me, ran it up like i'm Sonic
Uh, too many clips like we shootin' a movie
Nigga keep talkin' that shit, better do it
I keep talkin' that money shit, cause I get to it
Shawdy thought she had something with me, but she blew it
Niggas plotted on me in the store but I knew it
I'm in a Hemi, I cannot slow down, imma floor it
I was down bad had to kick in that door
You wanna talk money, let's talk it, i'm fluent
Uh, i'm gettin' money, I don't gotta prove it
Niggas be all in the way, gotta move 'em
That nigga purpin', call Antwan to do 'em
I'm in the booth, paid a rack for these shoes
Pull out them racks, put her ass in the mood
Niggas keep asking me, RickyRick, what do you do?
Stay out the way, run it up, get the loot
Call up my shooter, for me, he gon shoot
Okay, i'm in a Hemi, see lights and i'm flooring
All I do is get money, she said that i'm boring
This American muscle, don't fuck with no foreigns
She like when I get to them racks, make her horny
She glad that she found me, her last nigga corny
Ain't talkin no money, boy you bout to bore me
Hop in the booth, I told bae to record me
She just opened her legs and said boy come explore me
Flippin' shit in my sleep, I make racks while i'm yawning
I brought her to Neimans, now shawdy keep callin'
Nigga thought I went broke, that's a joke; Jimmy Fallon
Momma like, boy, how this money keep spawning?
Hit her ass 3 times, she gotta go
She keep tryna come back, told her ass I don't want it
Racks in the bank, it's too much, I can't flaunt it
Blue hunnits on me, ran it up like i'm Sonic
Uh, too many clips like we shootin' a movie
Nigga keep talkin' that shit, better do it
I keep talkin' that money shit, cause I get to it
Shawdy thought she had something with me, but she blew it
Niggas plotted on me in the store but I knew it
I'm in a Hemi, I cannot slow down, imma floor it
I was down bad had to kick in that door
You wanna talk money, let's talk it, i'm fluent

Written by:
Rick Walker

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