NOT HIM
The Kidd Rxsa
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Yo Ricky, dude, you're not him
Ricky is not him
Ricky, you are not him, you'll never be him
Ricky, you're not him
Ricky, you not him (Hey, fuck Ricky)
Ricky you're not him
How the fuck you gon diss on my gang
Talk shit but you don't get bank
Man, Ricky and Chase you fake
On tip, y'all way too lame
Why the fuck is you up on my dick
You my son, bitch, you my kid
Shut the fuck up, don't talk shit
Imma pull up and fuck on your bitch (Grr)
Haha
You thinking you him but you ain't
Imma pull up and fuck on your skank
Ride around town in a tank
You wrong, you is to blame
Think you tough, 'cause you caught a case
You soft like the fat on Chase
It's go time, bitch I can't wait
Yo, Chase, lose some weight
Everyone know, you is not him
I'm with Vince, he my gang he my twin
Wore it once, now he copied my fit
Don't lose, we always win
Yo, Teo my boy, you so tough
We need more, this ain't enough (Grr)
Imma turn that boy right to a song
No, I cannot do no wrong
My money multiply, I got guap
I don't smoke, but I make hits like a bong
Say that's your hoe but she giving up top
Catch me outside if you bout yo' talk
That boy fat, he should go take a walk
Get off of my tip, bitch, off my cock
Don't make me say it
You ain't got no cash, bitch, you can't even fake it
Stay tryna get with that damn hoe, she already taken
I hit that shit for the one time, passed that jawn to Kaden
Pulled up with an MP5
You been standing too long, Ricky you should pipe down
And come go sit right next to me
And the way that I keep cooking up all these songs
You could say I got the recipe
Yuh, funny how friends turn to enemies
No, you can't intervene
No, no, you can't get rid of me
All you are is just a sinner, please
You so buggy, you look like a centipede
I can't take it, intervene
And my drip is on, I'm in some Ksubi jeans
Try dissing me, you do some stupid things
Built like DK, you get that blue and green
Mess with AJ you get that Jumobi
Ns talking like they got goons
Word to, we gon spin the whole fucking block like a fucking typhoon
Chase you a big boy, you like fried food
You don't wanna know what this mother fuckin' five do
I hit the game winner like I'm AI
Stepping ova ns like they Ty Lue
You said you got hittas boy stop with the capping
Yo' ass do not got no henchmen
Got a text last night, it said "watch for my people"
Please get the fuck out my mentions
Only time that you done is in school detention
Gotta talk to eighth graders to get some attention
You better not even respond to this shit
'Cause my brothers bounce back with zero apprehension
Shooter gonna shoot when I say so
And I take you off the map just like Faygo
Copy fits, copy swag
Got a perm boy, I know you a f- (Ho, ho, ho, Ben)
Go get burnt boy, turn you into ash
And I know that Chase a bitch
How you fat as fuck still chasing that bitch, huh?
And your girl she on her knees getting sick, huh
I said fuck the Chase, switch up to the Visa
Bitch, I'm from New York, we ain't from the burbs now
How'd I fuck your B when I was at your house
Your hoe for the team, yeah she isn't that hoe
Boy you fat as fuck, put down all them nachos
And them bullets hit yo' chest and your back bone
And them bullets hittin' Ricky, stealing-swag-hoe
Feel like Kaden, play that hoe like a piano
What the cheese?
LFG, baby, I am him
Let's run this up, yeah
And that choppa hit your brain, when I say so
Shooters shootin' left in right, they all on my payroll
Choppa hit you forty-five degrees, that's an acute angle
Don't need to tell the world that I'm on top, I'm already sure that they know
And ima take your girl, say she love me, play her like a piano
Talking down, see what happens, light you up like you a candle
Thirty on my jersey, not like Curry, more like Julius Randle
We might have to overload
Sights aimed up at your head, I just hope it don't hit low
You lied about having a girl in your head, everybody knows it so
Can't even tell you think fast, cause you're way too slow
Who they?
I don't care what you say
Making money on a Monday, making money on a Tuesday
The one thing for sure is that you fake