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356 Baby Rico - No Time Lyrics



356 Baby Rico - No Time Lyrics
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My pockets trippin, now they talkin' on they own
Yeah, I was broke for a minute, that's Fasho
I don't even wanna talk, don't call my phone
All my brothers don't talk, we just show
She like the way I got designer head to toe
Pretty lady, skinny waist, good throat
Come and ride with three, we the gold
She be diggin' three, she don't like them broke
I put that on my mama, I don't got no time
Cause I be out here grindin' through the day and night
You gotta show me all these goofies say on sight
But it's crazy cause they see me all the time
My pockets trippin, now they talkin' on they own
Yeah, I was broke for a minute, that's Fasho
I don't even wanna talk, don't call my phone
All my brothers don't talk, we just show
F*ck, I'm trippin' and I'm too damn high
She stay f*ckin' with Lil Rico cause he too damn fly
Goofy say that he robbed me, his ass lying
I'm f*cked up, but you are too if you think I think twice
Shorty say you f*ck hella hoes, don't you
I replied with I'd never post you
It's stack season and I thought that I told you
Tellin' my business is some shit these hoes do
My pockets trippin, now they talkin' on they own
Yeah, I was broke for a minute, that's Fasho
I don't even wanna talk, don't call my phone
All my brothers don't talk, we just show
Don't believe anything you hear, only what you see
And never say anything that you don't mean
And you'd be trippin' if you think that you don't bleed
Everybody starts broke, that's the whole team
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My pockets trippin, now they talkin' on they own
Yeah, I was broke for a minute, that's Fasho
I don't even wanna talk, don't call my phone
All my brothers don't talk, we just show
She like the way I got designer head to toe
Pretty lady, skinny waist, good throat
Come and ride with three, we the gold
She be diggin' three, she don't like them broke
I put that on my mama, I don't got no time
Cause I be out here grindin' through the day and night
You gotta show me all these goofies say on sight
But it's crazy cause they see me all the time
My pockets trippin, now they talkin' on they own
Yeah, I was broke for a minute, that's Fasho
I don't even wanna talk, don't call my phone
All my brothers don't talk, we just show
F*ck, I'm trippin' and I'm too damn high
She stay f*ckin' with Lil Rico cause he too damn fly
Goofy say that he robbed me, his ass lying
I'm f*cked up, but you are too if you think I think twice
Shorty say you f*ck hella hoes, don't you
I replied with I'd never post you
It's stack season and I thought that I told you
Tellin' my business is some shit these hoes do
My pockets trippin, now they talkin' on they own
Yeah, I was broke for a minute, that's Fasho
I don't even wanna talk, don't call my phone
All my brothers don't talk, we just show
Don't believe anything you hear, only what you see
And never say anything that you don't mean
And you'd be trippin' if you think that you don't bleed
Everybody starts broke, that's the whole team
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Writer: Treyden Charbonneau
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Length: 2:04
Written by: Treyden Charbonneau
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