Ricky Rick - XLM

(Uh, yeah)
Run up them racks, take a flight to the bay
Drop like 10 on some crypto i'm bouta get paid
This ain't Moncler, this Moose Knuckle lil baby
Since I got a bag shawdy said I act shady
Get money second nature, easy like gravy
This bag made me, niggas can't say that they made me
Put faith in XLM this shit bouta save me
Put a bag into Bitcoin this shit bouta pay me
All my hunnits came blue, this shit look like the navy
This hemi cost more than your little Mercedes
Bad bitch came from Richmond, think her name Mercedes
My brother walk down, stomp the yard like he Theta Nu Theta
223 bullet look like potatoes
And I ain't pay for shit, shawdy fucked off the cadence
And we ran that shit up, niggas look like they hate us
Uh, call up my brodie go slide in that rental
He ain't talkin no money, i'm sorry, can't hear em
Canada Goose on the coat and it's Zara my denim
Brodie just spun on his block and you know that he hit em
Yeah, nigga he broke can't feel em
Yeah
She said that nigga is realer than real, but she only want me cause i'm shittin', yeah
You a grown man walkin' round with no money
I can't relate to that feelin', yeah
But I had them days when it wasn't even sunny
I had to get up, that shit wasn't funny
I got some brothers they real dope runners
Antwan play it cool, for me, he'll put you under
I been workin' too hard, tryna see me a hunna
Goin hard all winter, ain't waitin' on summer
(Uh, yeah)
Run up them racks, take a flight to the bay
Drop like 10 on some crypto i'm bouta get paid
This ain't Moncler, this Moose Knuckle lil baby
Since I got a bag shawdy said I act shady
Get money second nature, easy like gravy
This bag made me, niggas can't say that they made me
Put faith in XLM this shit bouta save me
Put a bag into Bitcoin this shit bouta pay me
All my hunnits came blue, this shit look like the navy
This hemi cost more than your little Mercedes
Bad bitch came from Richmond, think her name Mercedes
My brother walk down, stomp the yard like he Theta Nu Theta
223 bullet look like potatoes
And I ain't pay for shit, shawdy fucked off the cadence
And we ran that shit up, niggas look like they hate us

Written by:
Rick Walker

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