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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rico Cash
Rico Cash
Performer
Desmond Morris
Desmond Morris
Lead Vocals
Ibrahim Dodo
Ibrahim Dodo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Desmond Morris
Desmond Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Armel potter PKA Melz
Armel potter PKA Melz
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Hook
Yeah, yeahh, yeah
Do it for the gang, do it for the gang
Switch all on the glizzy don't need no fucking aim
She fucked me for some clout ion even know her name
You put that pussy before yo dawg that's a fucking shame
Who you gone call when it's time to ride, time to buss a brain
Been doing this trap shit for so long I'm in the hall of fame
1008 a bunch of trenches babies all the same
Them **** hating you know they washed up they down the drain
Verse Rico
I got ice on top of ice I'm switching all the options
Her pussy got that kickback I might take a shopping
Run my check up in the kitchen **** doing hibachi
Them **** jammed I got my lick back now ain stopping
Die for these **** I call my brother that's just how I'm rocking
Ion post no blicks this shit get ugly yo ass get outta pocket
I think bout jail and making pockets so I stuff my pockets
You ever count a million cash it'll take ya out ya body
Verse Hunxho
This shut facade swear I can't talk bout how I really live
I talk about living opps can't nothing about the ones that got killed
Cause if I do that they gone try to lock me up in the Feds
Cause if I do that they gone try to lock me up like a dread
AR like a hitstroke, he had got big like an Afro
My pockets knots like Astro
Hit my migo his name Pedro
That was tryna play we'll turn this bitch to death row
Shit wasn't looking good but I still walk around with my chest up yeah
Bless some bet you want me to bet some
Wreck the cat then wreck the cat again I might go Tesla
I'll whack a **** rest up, **** vest up
Ain tripping no I'm in his cell I'm Syvelster
Ain never tripping off my bags they come with extra
Finger fuck the Glock fuck all the opps we make em rest up
Bitches on my dick they treating Rico like Hugh Hefner
Do this shit for savage and lil Dee we gotta live it up
Yeah Hunnid round drum screaming fuck the other side **** ain't no love
Send that boy a lullabye hit em with them slugs
Talking to myself in court like bitch I make more than the judge
Me and Cho like Snoop and Pac, gangsta party for the thugs yeah
And ion miss nun bitch can't get right then she get left like she a crip a something
Don't know what's real they only love you when you give them something
Got on from round that boy ain't right I think he'll tell on something, damn
Hook
Do it for the gang, do it for the gang
Switch all on the glizzy don't need no fucking aim
She fucked me for some clout ion even know her name
You put that pussy before yo dawg that's a fucking shame
Who you gone call when it's time to ride, time to buss a brain
Been doing this trap shit for so long I'm in the hall of fame
1008 a bunch of trenches babies all the same
Them **** hating you know they washed up they went down the drain
Outro
Who the fuck gone stop this shit dawg
This shit realer than real
Fr this shit bigger than big
You see the **** I'm with, I'm going to war with em and bout em ****
Yeah just like that ****, ion give a fuck how you feel
Don't get in the way of this shit
Written by: Desmond Morris
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