Amerikkken - Ritz (feat. King Dierre)

Back on my, shit
Water my, wrist
I'm bout my, bread
Nigga that's, Ritz
Nigga that's, Carlton
Ballin that's, Spalding
I'm a free, agent
I hear the streets steady calling
Back on my, shit
Water my, wrist
I'm bout my, bread
Nigga that's, Ritz
Nigga that's, Carlton
Ballin that's, Spalding
I'm a free, agent
I hear the streets steady calling
Niggas call but I don't ever pick up
Say it's for life then they go and switch up
Say that it's beef then it's up and it's stuck
I'm from the nap, how the fuck do you what
The bitch is a bird, yeah these bitches is ducks
Mind of a pebble, can't think for themselves
The same ones that said that they got it and folded on me
Be the same ones that's asking for help
I know we don't speak but Ken, can you spot me
I call him daddy, I don't call him papi
I need a trophy or two not a ribbon lil bitch
What's Pandora to that nigga Wafi
I'm the only one I know really got me
Leveled up on em, I know that they salty
Face in his lap, it's right next to his strap
When I giving it to him, I'm giving it sloppy
Back on my, shit
Water my, wrist
I'm bout my, bread
Nigga that's, Ritz
Nigga that's, Carlton
Ballin that's, Spalding
I'm a free, agent
I hear the streets steady calling
Back on my, shit
Water my, wrist
I'm bout my, bread
Nigga that's, Ritz
Nigga that's, Carlton
Ballin that's, Spalding
I'm a free, agent
I hear the streets steady calling
I'm bout my bread or whatever that's leveling bitch you ain't special I got it on lock
Bitch you a opp, I can't be droppin' off dick to a bitch who ain't giving me top
Niggas on hot shit, come from the block shit
Straight from the cayne with them junkies and fiends
Dealt with gorillas that come from the trenches
Just watch for a snakes inna grass or a leech
Fuck any nigga ain't fuckin' with me
Call up big Arty whenever it's beef
When it come to the static, these niggas be cappin'
Like how you shooter without any heat
You ain't a killer my nigga you
I can't respond to a muhfuckin' fiend
Came in this bitch I ain't need any help
Bitch I'm here by myself all I needed was me
Yea
Back on my, shit
Water my, wrist
I'm bout my, bread
Nigga that's, Ritz
Nigga that's, Carlton
Ballin that's, Spalding
I'm a free, agent
I hear the streets steady calling
Back on my, shit
Water my, wrist
I'm bout my, bread
Nigga that's, Ritz
Nigga that's, Carlton
Ballin that's, Spalding
I'm a free, agent
I hear the streets steady calling

Written by:
Kennedy Mosley

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