Meek Mill - Ricky (Prod. By Chopsquad DJ) | Текст песни

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• Meek Mill
• Ricky (Prod. By Chopsquad DJ)

You wanna see a dead body, come roll with Ricky
My wrist and neck cost a Bugatti, I'm smokin' sticky
They think I'm in Illuminati, thought that was silly
Shit, all them years that I was starvin', and now I'm filthy
I wanna see my haters dead, talkin' bloody murder
Cause when it's beef I give 'em bread and make a fucking burger
And everytime I hear 'em shootin', I get fucking nervous
We put them ghosts back to back, it look like fucking hearses
Killing niggas, kill them all, funeral stickers
Lord please forgive them they not know what I do to these niggas
Be with pirañas in the water to chew through these niggas
They killed my homie we came back and hit two of them niggas

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