Ricky Hil - This Morning (Prod. By Alfie Pink)my | Текст песни

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• Ricky Hil
• This Morning (Prod. By Alfie Pink)my

You're not nothing like me, demon in these Nikes
Right ball in these Nikes, renegade in these Nikes
Pussies wanna fight me, fight that pussy
I like to eat the snatch and I'll bite that tushy
I like to sip lean and I like that kushy
Until Lucifer decides he like to push me
Morphine and other things, everything that the summer brings
Kinda makes me wonder what my mother thinks
Maybe she's just occupied with other things
Every time I drive my Ford around the city
Every time you see me know I'm on at least 60
Every time she fuck me she gonna tell me that she missed me
I guess that pussy feels me but she went the way for Ricky

Woke up this morning, put on all black
I'm high as shit as a matter fact
Woke up this morning, put on all black
I'm high as shit as a matter fact
I like pills with syrup on top
In three foam cups put that syrup to the top
I love them blunts rolled up in a fucking Ziploc
CT, that's my home, I got that shit locked

Let me tell you one thing about my life
I know that I won't get to fucking live it twice
Every fucking night I might just roll the dice
'Cause you fucking know that I might just go tonight
So all my fucking bitches better keep their pussies tight
I only want Activist in my fucking Sprite
And all my fucking ice better be rolled right
And if I'm fucking rolling that shit better be right
Chance say she got, I ain't gonna hit twice
Man, that shit drop, probably take his own life
And I don't want another fucking problem in my life
I said I don't want another fucking problem in my life

Woke up this morning, put on all black
I'm high as shit as a matter fact
Woke up this morning, put on all black
I'm high as shit as a matter fact
I like pills with syrup on top
In three foam cups put that syrup to the top
I love them blunts rolled up in a fucking Ziploc
CT, that's my home, I got that shit locked

Woke up this morning, put on all black
Woke up this morning, put on all black
Woke up this morning, put on all black

Woke up this morning, put on all black
I'm high as shit as a matter fact
Woke up this morning, put on all black
I'm high as shit as a matter fact
I like pills with syrup on top
In three foam cups put that syrup to the top
I love them blunts rolled up in a fucking Ziploc
CT, that's my home, I got that shit locked

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