Lana Rhoades by Lil Slae Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo mTwenty, where you at?

[Chorus]
I got more Rick than you
I put that blick on you
Send a lil' hit on you
Bitch I can't be you
Ya piece it don't hit, uh huh
I dress like Keef, Trues
Hoes in the brib, choose
Pills gettin' cut, loose
I got the 19, Gen5
Red dot, yeah, it's a red light
My nails is done so I can't fight
Fucking this bitch, I'm like ye-yuh

[Verse]
You just be talking 'bout shit you not even on
I'll fuck ya bitch like she Lana Rhoades
I cannot fold, that's on my holmes
55 hit you right in the dome
That's on my bros still
Stay on that broke shit
I'ma go drop bands like I'm not at home still
Percs in my shoe like sand
Plus my pants, walk like the man
New Coco just camе from France
Outta Barney's, money dancе
I heard you was acting like a fan (Like a fan)
That's too fed (Too fed)
He the feds (Uh, uh)
I sipped like a hundred shades of red (Of that drank)
Pour that Tec (Pour that shit)
Oh yeah (Let's go)
[Chorus]
I got more Rick than you
I put that blick on you
Send a lil' hit on you
Bitch I can't be you
Ya piece it don't hit, uh huh
I dress like Keef, Trues
Hoes in the brib, choose
Pills gettin' cut, loose
I got the 19, Gen5
Red dot, yeah, it's a red light
My nails is done so I can't fight
Fucking this bitch, I'm like ye-yuh

[Outro]
Yo mTwenty, where you at?