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Correct Rico Pack Lyrics
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[Chorus] I got rico pack in the air, yeah Nigga run up, no he won't dare, yeah She gon' fuck her cuz, she don't care, yeah You a square, you ain't Triple-X, yeah I don't think she tryna be ex, I got rico in her chest In the strip club makin' a mess Tell them niggas go get a check, tell them niggas go get a 'Vette Smoke that rico, throw my set, if I step I gotta flex [Verse 1] You ain't got no bread to flex, I just pulled up with the TEC Yeah I'm servin' for the ten, I just switched up like I'm Ben Baby I'm a walkin' sin, where them pics you 'posed to send? You can be an in or outtie Nigga we ain't smokin' Cali, nigga we ain't poppin' xannies Got her hooked just like xanny, niggas sweeter than some candy So I'm poppin' rubber bands, make me pop another man I don't fuck with none these man, only fuck with Soldier Kidd She only fuck with Soldier Kidd, it's a stolo, it ain't rent Baby girl you got me bent, think that I might want your friend All these niggas nonsense, glory jit the main event And we smokin' like a vent, I ain't breathin' either nigga Smokin' loud like a speaker [Chorus] I got rico pack in the air, yeah Nigga run up, no he won't dare, yeah She gon' fuck her cuz, she don't care, yeah You a square, you ain't Triple-X, yeah I don't think she tryna be ex, I got rico in her chest In the strip club makin' a mess Tell them niggas go get a check, tell them niggas go get a 'Vette Smoke that rico, throw my set, if I step I gotta flex, ayy [Verse 2] I come from the dirt dog, so I pop them percs dog Pull up and I murk you dog, I been sippin' alcohol Servin' trees in the hall, hidin' rico in my drawers Soldier Kidd could be the nurse, I'ma give these niggas shots I got Henny, I don't do shots In Miami on the drop, in Miami tryna rock Hundred bands, we the mob, hundred mans on the box She be thinkin' that I'm a star but I got ounces in the jar I be bouncin' in the club, I be steppin' with them thugs Went to school but goin' dumb, I be givin' shawty funds Me and K be on the run, we just hit for three months I just smoked like fifty blunts, smoked lil whoadie like a dud Triple-X the Brady Bunch [Chorus] I got rico pack in the air, yeah Nigga run up, no he won't dare, yeah She gon' fuck her cuz, she don't care, yeah You a square, you ain't Triple-X, yeah I don't think she tryna be ex, I got rico in her chest In the strip club makin' a mess Tell them niggas go get a check, tell them niggas go get a 'Vette Smoke that rico, throw my set, if I step I gotta flex
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