We bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the whip
Yeah we bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the
I be cockin' it, poppin' it, runnin' circles 'round the government
They sleepin', they hatin'
But all them f*ckers know I'm rockin' it
Rockin' the style, there ain't no other with a better fit
The top of the class, I'm reppin' Ricky for the hell of it
I'm back in it, back in it, finna see me up on television
Up with the gang, we keep it rollin' with no intermission
Man with the plan, man I be schemin' like a politician
Came with the flame, I'm like a prophet with a premonition
Keeping it real, might give the credit where it's all due
Got me realizing man, I'm better off without you
Look at me now, I'm on the come up with a breakthrough
Callin' the shots, you're like the Scottie to my Michael
Spiteful, yeah I'm finna hit you with a rifle
Prideful, oughtta know your role you're my disciple
I be makin' money with my eyes closed
Yeah I'm painting it black, and you can suck on my dick
Be comin' straight with the gat, I cross you off of my list
Yeah with the way that you act, you really makin' me pissed
You really think you're the shit, but man you're really a
Word's on the street, Raffy kill 'em in they sleep
Yeah they never had a chance, Freddy f*ckin' with they dreams
They be waitin' 'til I drop, they be makin' up a scene
Imma feed 'em to the sharks, find they body in the stream
Now all them people they be talkin' they smack
Yeah everybody they be talkin' with the rickity-whack
Yeah the rickity-whack, cuddy packin' the stacks
Imma pull up at yo block and make it rain like Iraq
If you f*ck with the pack, then man I'm bringin' the strap
We be gettin' money bags and man you know it's a fact
We bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the whip
Yeah we bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the
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We bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the whip
Yeah we bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the
I be cockin' it, poppin' it, runnin' circles 'round the government
They sleepin', they hatin'
But all them f*ckers know I'm rockin' it
Rockin' the style, there ain't no other with a better fit
The top of the class, I'm reppin' Ricky for the hell of it
I'm back in it, back in it, finna see me up on television
Up with the gang, we keep it rollin' with no intermission
Man with the plan, man I be schemin' like a politician
Came with the flame, I'm like a prophet with a premonition
Keeping it real, might give the credit where it's all due
Got me realizing man, I'm better off without you
Look at me now, I'm on the come up with a breakthrough
Callin' the shots, you're like the Scottie to my Michael
Spiteful, yeah I'm finna hit you with a rifle
Prideful, oughtta know your role you're my disciple
I be makin' money with my eyes closed
Yeah I'm painting it black, and you can suck on my dick
Be comin' straight with the gat, I cross you off of my list
Yeah with the way that you act, you really makin' me pissed
You really think you're the shit, but man you're really a
Word's on the street, Raffy kill 'em in they sleep
Yeah they never had a chance, Freddy f*ckin' with they dreams
They be waitin' 'til I drop, they be makin' up a scene
Imma feed 'em to the sharks, find they body in the stream
Now all them people they be talkin' they smack
Yeah everybody they be talkin' with the rickity-whack
Yeah the rickity-whack, cuddy packin' the stacks
Imma pull up at yo block and make it rain like Iraq
If you f*ck with the pack, then man I'm bringin' the strap
We be gettin' money bags and man you know it's a fact
We bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the whip
Yeah we bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the whip
Yeah we bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the
I be cockin' it, poppin' it, runnin' circles 'round the government
They sleepin', they hatin'
But all them f*ckers know I'm rockin' it
Rockin' the style, there ain't no other with a better fit
The top of the class, I'm reppin' Ricky for the hell of it
I'm back in it, back in it, finna see me up on television
Up with the gang, we keep it rollin' with no intermission
Man with the plan, man I be schemin' like a politician
Came with the flame, I'm like a prophet with a premonition
Keeping it real, might give the credit where it's all due
Got me realizing man, I'm better off without you
Look at me now, I'm on the come up with a breakthrough
Callin' the shots, you're like the Scottie to my Michael
Spiteful, yeah I'm finna hit you with a rifle
Prideful, oughtta know your role you're my disciple
I be makin' money with my eyes closed
Yeah I'm painting it black, and you can suck on my dick
Be comin' straight with the gat, I cross you off of my list
Yeah with the way that you act, you really makin' me pissed
You really think you're the shit, but man you're really a
Word's on the street, Raffy kill 'em in they sleep
Yeah they never had a chance, Freddy f*ckin' with they dreams
They be waitin' 'til I drop, they be makin' up a scene
Imma feed 'em to the sharks, find they body in the stream
Now all them people they be talkin' they smack
Yeah everybody they be talkin' with the rickity-whack
Yeah the rickity-whack, cuddy packin' the stacks
Imma pull up at yo block and make it rain like Iraq
If you f*ck with the pack, then man I'm bringin' the strap
We be gettin' money bags and man you know it's a fact
We bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the whip
Yeah we bringin' it back, we make it lickity-split
They say the bigger the bag, then man the digger the bick
Finna get that money fast, yeah we makin' it big
Pistol whip with the gat, then hit the gas with the
Writer: Gio Nogales
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