Song Lyrics

Told a bitch, "Whatchu on?" (Whatchu on)
I'ma shoot at that f*ck nigga dome (bap)
I'ma buy her lil' Christian Dior
Who want static? Pull up at ya door (yeah)
Wanna be in the gang he a new drummer
Check him out he be totin' that pole (totin' that pole)
Got the drop on a opp he postin' his shorty
But low key I'm fucking his hoe

Yeah, stuck in my ways bitch I'm only worried 'bout a bankroll ('bout a bankroll)
I don't got patience she could leave me right now don't care, nah
I was out here doley so I be used to this shit (used to this shit)
She say I'm rude as a bitch (bitch)
Mixing up the re-rock but I keep it right out of the crib
Ain't trustin' nobody around us (around us)

Put packs together I'm countin' (I'm countin')
Rich nigga rockin' on Ricchezza (Ricchezza)
Got a luxury life ever since I got right
Everybody jack me like they helped us
Got them stripper bitches in a telly
Pull up in suburbans we strapped and we ready (we ready)
Tell a nigga straight up that I don't wanna fit in
Ain't ever gon be a lil' regular (ayy, ayy)

Watch how they shake with that K
Bitch I'ma youngin' right out of New York
I got a baddie lil' bitch from the A (from the A)
I'ma take her right with me cash out at the store
Bitch I'ma savage, that be the reason she falling for me 'cause a nigga be real
Really a stepper, don't gotta show you no ratchet my nigga just handle the deal
Bro shooting at the opps
How you still in the field, how you made up a mill?
Who dat boy on the block? (On the block)
What you know 'bout a drill with a big ol' steel?
Thirteen with a Glock
Bitch ass walk up, come try me
I put the grip on his face to remind 'em
He moving funny, bro bust at ya noggin
I had to cut off lil' shorty she toxic (toxic)

Told a bitch, "Whatchu on?" (Whatchu on)
I'ma shoot at that f*ck nigga dome (bap)
I'ma buy her lil' Christian Dior
Who want static? Pull up at ya door (yeah)
Wanna be in the gang he a new drummer
Check him out he be totin' that pole (totin' that pole)
Got the drop on a opp he postin' his shorty
But low key I'm fucking his hoe

Don't compare lil' bitch, ain't the same nigga
40K I could make a in a day nigga
He a youngin' but still hold a K nigga
Pull up on me and see how the trey hittin'
I got too much to lose for a broke bitch
Ain't no cap in my rap I'ma goat bitch
Get 'em spinning right off of the coke, yeah
I got too many hoes for a old bitch, yeah

Put packs together I'm countin' (I'm countin')
Rich nigga rockin' on Ricchezza (Ricchezza)
Got a luxury life ever since I got right
Everybody jack me like they helped us
Got them stripper bitches in a telly
Pull up in suburbans we strapped and we ready (we ready)
Tell a nigga straight up that I don't wanna fit in
Ain't ever gon be a lil' regular (ayy, ayy)

Watch how they shake with that K
Bitch I'ma youngin' right out of New York
I got a baddie lil' bitch from the A
I'ma take her right with me cash out at the store
Bitch I'ma savage, that be the reason she falling for me 'cause a nigga be real
Really a stepper, don't gotta show you no ratchet my nigga just handle the deal
Bro shooting at the opps
How you still in the field, how you made up a mill?
Who dat boy on the block? (On the block)
What you know 'bout a drill with a big ol' steel?
Thirteen with a Glock
Bitch ass walk up, come try me
I put the grip on his face to remind 'em
He moving funny, bro bust at ya noggin
I had to cut off lil' shorty she toxic

Adrian Justin Baez, Damon Thomas, Dennys Capellan

The duration of RICCHEZZA is 2:46 minutes and seconds.