DIRTY RICKS Lyrics

I hit a lick in my dirty Ricks

Tryna get the chip

Get them racks outta any bitch

Ion flip a brick

Im at Saks, buying everything

You can ring it up

She be getting mad at me

She gon' let me fuck though

Foot up, shit - we finna kick door

Geeked up, two cups, feel schizo

Woa, Alicia Keys when she singing

She know I don't pick up my phone whenever she ring it

Up in Hollywood, on the molly smoking woods

Read me like a book, but you running out of words

Baby chill it could be worse

Nowadays I'm getting paid for a verse

And I think that shits crazy, like for real

I'm really blessed to be here, I'm really grateful for all of you

God, my family - you know we in a different dimension with this shit

I hit a lick in my dirty Ricks

Tryna get the chip

Get them racks outta any bitch

Ion flip a brick

Im at Saks, buying everything

You can ring it up

She be getting mad at me

She gon' let me fuck though

At the bank, I'm at BOA

My bitch at Chase

I can't chase a bitch, it's my birthday

I'm getting cake

On my worst day, I made so many mistakes

Let me hit on the first date, I don't wanna wait

I ain't tryna wait, no

3.5 woods, I face those

Counting racks in Mexico, they in pesos

What you wearing? Rick Owens don't even make those

I hit a lick in my dirty Ricks

Tryna get the chip

Get them racks outta any bitch

Ion flip a brick

Im at Saks, buying everything

You can ring it up

She be getting mad at me

She gon' let me fuck though