Rick Owen Lyrics

Aye, tighten up niggas dying left and right

Niggas telling on they mans, they ain't right

Lil bro he a stepper , hitting everything in sight

See me rock Rick Owens, I done layed her with the pipe

Lil bitch on my dick, she wanna come and spend the night

Lil bitch think she slick, drop a lo and she gon' die

Feet kicked up, I got the killers by my side

Thirty days of shake back, I made 20 outta Chime

I'm a real boss nigga , you fuck that bitch, she ain't mine

I really made a hundred from my phone without trying

It's still fuck the Feds! Who said ballin' ain't a crimeee?

No Tony Hawk but we grindin' like a skateboard

Can't do the shit I do, you can't move like this

What I gotta prove ? These niggas broke as shit

I seen a nigga get hit up in close range

I just made 3 gees that's a slow day

I just made 3 gees that's a slow day

I just made 3 gees that's a slow day

I just spent 3 gees all in one place

For that a pape lil' bitch go both ways

Her nigga don't know how I kilt that pussy, it's a cold case

We all shinin' on this side, we don't throw shade

We all winnin' on this side

We just focused on the vision ain't no hate in our eyes

Men lie, women lie more so Ion believe it' when she tell me that it's mine

She think a bitch callin', but them headies on my line

Niggas better quit stallin', better get up on they grind

Swear he standin' on business till he laying in the ground

Niggas wanna ride my wave can't blame me if you drown

I gotta know now is you in or you out?

If you my mans you gon' vouch

I'm really runnin' shit, these niggas just run their mouth

Her BBL legit, I can tell how it bounce

Identifyin' pics, I always knew you was a mouse

Can't do the shit I do, you can't move like this

What I gotta prove ? These niggas broke as shit

I seen a nigga get hit up in close range

I just made 3 gees that's a slow day

I just made 3 gees that's a slow day

I just made 3 gees that's a slow day