LamboTheGod - Rickk James Freestyle Lyrics

I'm in the whip and it came with a glick
Flex on my haters designer my fit
I'm chasing this money
Ain't chasing no bitch
You fake on my niggas we make u the bid

I'm in the whip and it came with a glick
Flex on my haters designer my fit
I'm chasing this money
Ain't chasing no bitch
You fake on my niggas we make u the bid
Sippin on act and it put me to sleep
Gucci my bad and designer my fit
Swiping a card then i double up
Oh that's your bitch she in love with us
How we goin race if you know im in front of you?
I got my wrist in my pot till I'm 22
How many bitches in here?
I see 42
I got two lines in my juice
Call that double juice
I'm on a jet, high as a plane
I'm in the sky looking down on you lames
That bitch wanna f*ck but she don't know my name
Pop me a perc now
I'm cool with the pain
Braids in my hair, feel like Rick james
He said he broke, damn that's a shame
Roll a up trey, spark up the flame
Stay with my heat, they call me Dwayne
Roll up two jays and it go to the face
We in the street but you losing the race
Shawty keep "looking at me" like I'm
Mase
I get a check and i don't leave a trace
Black and white diamonds they calling me racist
Drippin so hard i got blood on my laces
Still smoking pounds even when i had braces
Don't hand me that jay cause i know that you laced it
Hop in the whip, there is no key
You cop a Vick, i cop a P
Count up the blue, count up the green
I'm in the club and i f*ck up the scene
You cuffing that thot but i know that she green
I got some pieces i think i need mo'
Nigga be hot, he talk to the Po
I'm on the spot, pour up a four
The perc and the xannies it go for the low
I take off her panties she take off my clothes
I don't wanna f*ck, i want the top
I don't got no time cause I'm chasing this Guap
Hop in the car, skrr out the lot
He said he goin shoot but i know that you not
Call up my bro he the plug for the bape
I got some pack and it came from the bay
Niggas goin hate if they know that you great
I'm smoking gas and he smoking a vape
I got some shooters they all on my line
I got some hoes and they like how i rhyme
Guess on my body I'm walking with stripes
Hoes in my lobby they waiting for pipe
After we done she ain't spending the night
They said "i ain't shit" but i know that they right
Bro keep a glick he be holding it tight
We hit a lick then we pour up the sprite
She want some dick i be doing it right
I'm getting rich cause I'm doing it right
Feel like I'm Jay when i f*ck up the beat
Hop in a Benz i drive with the speed
He said that he moving, he driving on E
What know what he doing he copping a plea
You f*ck with my gang you get hit with the beam