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ricks - redda & armani lyrics

[chorus: redda]
(it’s f*ckin’ redda, f*f*f*f*f*ckin’, redda)
and my b*tch, she came with some ricks
and my b*tch, she came with a bl!ck
yeah*yeah, with my b*tch, we like lilo & stitch (huh)
but don’t test me, ’cause i got a grip
i keep sippin’ that codeine, boy, you sippin’ l!ck
yeah*yeah, he a lil’ piece of dirt, he a lint
yeah*yeah, i keep ridin’ ’round town with a bl!ck
yeah*yeah, yeah, off of these drugs, you know i’m fried (yeah*yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i said that i’m grits’d, know that i stay high, huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah)
put a four in my cup and i go to the sky (yeah, yeah, yeah)
but i won’t ever land lil’ b*tch, i’m in the sky (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: redda]
and the lil’ b*tch she know i’m the g.o.a.t (huh)
f*ck a lil’ bad b*tch in a ghost
f*ck a lil’ bad b*tch in a rolls (yeah)
it’s a new opp in the air, this sh*t smokin’
he keep talkin’ sh*t, i’ma poke him
he keep talkin’ that sh*t, he a broke (yeah)
i’m gettin’ bread like a broker
and i keep makin’ them beats, feel like [taka?]
makin’ hits, yo b*tch ass is workin’ (huh)
i just hit that lil’ b*tch, i just broke her (yeah)
put it all in her mouth, now she chokin’
told that b*tch, “don’t throw up, just focus”
and i’m sippin’ that wock, i’m in poland, yeah
b*tch, i roll up like i’m bowlin’ (yeah*yeah)
and i heard you a rat, you a rodent
i can’t trust you, i know that you folded
[chorus: redda]
huh, huh, and my b*tch, she came with some ricks
and my b*tch, she came with a bl!ck
yeah*yeah, with my b*tch, we like lilo & stitch (huh)
but don’t test me, ’cause i got a grip
i keep sippin’ that codeine, boy, you sippin’ l!ck
yeah*yeah, he a lil’ piece of dirt, he a lint
yeah*yeah, i keep ridin’ ’round town with a bl!ck
yeah*yeah, yeah, off of these drugs, you know i’m fried, yeah*yeah, yeah (yeah*yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i said that i’m grits’d, know that i stay high, huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah)
put a four in my cup and i go to the sky (yeah, yeah, yeah)
but i won’t ever land lil’ b*tch, i’m in the sky (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: armani]
(yeah) she wan’ f*ck on the kid, i put d*ck in her mom, yeah, yeah (in her mom) (it’s f*ckin’ redda, f*f*f*f*f*ckin’, redda)
i be f*ckin’ a model ’cause that be the time we on, hah (hah, huh, yeah)
i just pulled up in this b*tch [?] (huh*uh, skrt, skrt)
i just pulled up like the [?] now (huh*uh)
i just pulled up with the [?] (skrt, huh*uh, yeah)
i’m rockin’ diamonds, the [?] (yeah)
no you can’t tell [?] we on
i just keep flyin’, a wizard just put this sh*t down in a rap with a stick in my arm, yeah (woah, yeah)
hah, yeah, my b*tch she came with some marni (yeah, yeah)
she got ass, look bad like cardi (yeah)
she got ass, get it all from her mommy (yeah)
yeah, yeah*yeah, she wan’ rent [?] in the ‘burbs (‘burbs)
off of x, i get fly with a bird (yeah)
i been smokin’, i’m flyer than doves (yeah)
yeah, hah*yeah, smokin’ dope, ridin’ ’round with a blower (whew)
i can tell what she is, she a blower (yeah)
i can tell what she is, she a wh0re (yeah)
yeah, yeah*yeah
[chorus: redda]
huh, huh, and my b*tch, she came with some ricks
and my b*tch, she came with a bl!ck
yeah*yeah, with my b*tch, we like lilo & stitch (huh)
but don’t test me, ’cause i got a grip
i keep sippin’ that codeine, boy, you sippin’ l!ck
yeah*yeah, he a lil’ piece of dirt, he a lint
yeah*yeah, i keep ridin’ ’round town with a bl!ck
yeah*yeah, yeah, off of these drugs, you know i’m fried, yeah*yeah, yeah (yeah*yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i said that i’m grits’d, know that i stay high, huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah)
put a four in my cup and i go to the sky (yeah, yeah, yeah)
but i won’t ever land lil’ b*tch, i’m in the sky (yeah, yeah)

- redda armani lyrics

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