RNS Lyrics

Whoa, Huncho
I took a little bitty piece of the pill and started tripping for real.
Sitting in the back of the back counting M’s I’m on the block like I’m a rim
dripping in fabric it’s gallery trim we don’t do cameras, no baby, no film
back to back Challengers demons that’s dim rolling a blunt while she gripping the wheel and.

She got body on body I’m up in her rips yeah she bad she jumped out and kill
brought the shit back to the hood with a deal bare feet when I run through the field
500K straight can what it give fuck somein she get a bag for the year
32 bricks like Shaquille O’Neill Iced out wrist chandelier

Hancho crazy flex up, baby,
That’s my bitch,
That’s my baby,
Rich n** shit make you famous,
Rich n** shit got to stay dangerous,
Let’s go crazy,
Flex up, baby,
That’s my bitching,
That’s my baby,
Rich n** shit make you famous,
Rich n** shit got to stay dangerous,

I’m on Rich n** shit
I spent 2000 on rich n** fits
I keep ha comin on Rich n** dick
Put ha friends in group that’s a rich n** click, aye
Bring em all I’m a groupie, baby girl
I’ll take ya’ll out that hooptie baby girl
Ain’t no mo saying scoop me, baby girl
Cause i’m pickin and I’m choosin and I’m ballin but ain’t hoopin
I’m Gucci or Louie. You Coogi that’s two fits
I’m too lit
Her friends bad buss down two wrists.
That’s like me buying too brick.
She don’t trip that’s my cool bitch.
All white Bez for her cool Whip.
Her best friend asks for new lips,
I bbl her new grip.
Two posts new picks on new trips.
Cabo It’s like a school trip. What I do?
I took all of ha friends on two ships on the ocean just to view it
That conclude this
We liddy all summer you knew this
Cho chewed it

RNS Lyrics

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