Lyrics Lil Rick (feat. TDA) - Lordwicke

Murder the beat we go straight off the rip
Had to get out the cut had to call Lil' Rick
Niggas be frontin' they showing off choppas and sticks
But without it we know he a bitch
Far from a rapper but writing so easy
I line up these rappers load me a clip
Spot em I got em, get smoked like exotic
He spoke outta line and they made him a zip
I haven't rapped in a minute
Send shots out at me and get wrapped in a minute
Can't fuck with my flow, got too many of those
Switch 'em out like they hoes, take a tap and they finished
I get the bag and flip it keep it 150
No pass they gon' blast with no limit
I get the bag independent constantly stacking
I'm packing up racks like it's tennis
We in it to win it

Me and my niggas smoking Doja
If you getting in the way you get rolled over
I ain't never been the one to come and brag no
I was humble now I'm moving like an asshole

Real ones where you at though
Move he get back doored
I wrap 'em like a lasso
I been on my cash flow
Why you even mad folk
Niggas dissing on the gram
That gram we smoked his last bro
I came from the trenches
I remember we was past broke
Used to use extensions
Just to have some time to pack more
Seen them damn evictions
When my ass was coming back home
Had to keep a back bone
That bad lil bitch got her back broke
Dropped the bag before
But now we suited up in task mode
I ain't talking strippers
Grip at Toro then I grab poles
He opposing Wicke
And Imma send him where my dad rose
Niggas getting froggy kill his kids
It's no more tadpoles

What

Uh Lil Rick
This some other shit
I shock these niggas like I'm Blanca
When I take they bitch
And I ain't even really try and have her
Make the switch
He run on me he end up dying
I pray for the clique
Wicke