SadBoyRicky - Saint-Raphaël Lyrics

B*tches with me-b**kies, linen
Just hit 3 b*tches, I'm sipping, and leanin
Denise the Menace, eat out her panties
B*tches aesthetic, she got no padding
She got no morals, she don't need a man
They laughing at me from the back of a van
7 Fifty's, make her lick it, bring a friend, we can split it

Denise the menace,That is Patek
"F**k is your denims?" Sold em for xannies
Popping addies, f**k your daddy
I'm on the pill, then I am your Xaddy

I'm not a SadBoy when I'm on the pill
Why you been cappin' bout a signing deal?
Bustin' a n*t, and she giving me chills
I just can't wait to c*m all on your chin

Iced out wrist-narcissistic
F**k is you mean? My drip is logistic
9mm pistol
Clip your head-black Piston

Shayleigh, Kayleigh they got rabies
I don't wanna have your baby
F**k these h*es, they not ladies
Did I like em? Yah maybe!

Gavin Hunter, puttin' my wrist on God
I got a brand new wrist, on God
I got brand new fist, oh god
I need brand new b*tch

6 b*tches to my name
Clip all these b*tches, dont f**k with my main
I'm a living stereotype
F**k Lucy, I'm not your type

Hunnid bands, hunnid bands
Teller man, teller man
Bring us to a city, and we won't f**k with the Uber-man

Who the man? Who the man?
Batman , sit your a** down
I'ma handle business in the city, man
These n**gas like artificial intelligence
We copped a 4 now they hating on management
These n**gas like artificial intelligence...
F**k it, man

I put my sh*t on God (On God)
I put my life on God (On God)
I put these haters on God (On God)
I put my slimes on God (On God)
I put my money on God (On God)
Nigga be cappin', they said "Ain't no God"
I put my shit on God (On God)
I put this life on God (On God)