Ricky Rick - What I'm Bout

Run up them racks shit got me dancin'
Imma get rich tryna skrt in a phantom
Let a jack boy come my way imma trash 'em
Her boyfriend be mad, said my song is her anthem
I'm in a Hemi, drive by, she glancin'
Glock in my dip, try to rob, I won't glass him
V8 too fast, get an F, they can't pass him
She on my line, shawdy said i'm too handsome
Can't fuck wit a broke nigga I get him cancelled
Fuck with my money he handled, uh
Run up them racks, ain't scammin'
I'm in the booth and i'm jammin', uh
I was down bad, shit pannin' out
I walk in the building hoes passin' out
Step foot into Neimans they know that i'm cashin' em out
I gotta get to it, don't got time to pout
If you thinkin' i'm broke come and see what i'm bout
Hop in the car and i'm out, imma fuck up the road feds damn near caught me racin'
Shawdy keep blowin' my phone want a nigga to slide like damn lil hoe be patient
I don't fuck wit these niggas like RickyRick racist
Had to sprint to the money, ain't have time to pace it
He coppin' a plea, tell that lil nigga save it
She only gon get it one time so that hoe better savor it
Okay, shawdy in love with the cadence
Skip town, on my way to a payment
And I ran up a bag so they hatin'
Walk into Saks, what it cost, imma pay it
I might give her a try, but I swear I won't date it
Get a check everyday and his money outdated
Nigga spoke on my name, what you say better spray it
Wake up starving, I get to the money i'm craving
Run up them racks shit got me dancin'
Imma get rich tryna skrt in a phantom
Let a jack boy come my way imma trash 'em
Her boyfriend be mad, said my song is her anthem
I'm in a Hemi, drive by, she glancin'
Glock in my dip, try to rob, I won't glass him
V8 too fast, get an F, they can't pass him
She on my line, shawdy said i'm too handsome
Can't fuck wit a broke nigga I get him cancelled
Fuck with my money he handled, uh
Run up them racks, ain't scammin'
I'm in the booth and i'm jammin', uh
I was down bad, shit pannin' out
I walk in the building hoes passin' out
Step foot into Neimans they know that i'm cashin' em out
I gotta get to it, don't got time to pout
If you thinkin' i'm broke come and see what i'm bout

Written by:
Rick Walker

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