Ricky Hil - Tell You Some Shit lyrics

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Feat. Ro Ransom

My bitch sing

When she hear my fucking phone ring

'cause she know got her fixed

On the other line

She shake ..

All the fucking time

So I be coming down all day

And you been down

She say baby

I ain't coming down

Got voices in my head

And I don't like these sounds

And I lay in my bed

Bitch, I got up and

And I lay in my bed

Bitches fucking around

Two bitches, they gon'fuck around

'cause they know what rich is

Ricky here, from the north

I fly my chick with a Chevy,

Not a Porche

I fold tin foil

And put the Axe to a torch

Magazine on my porch

Fetaline on my fiend

You don't know how this shit feel like

All this shit will pro'bly take your life

[Chorus]

You know how this goes down

I've been on these drugs

I ain't coming down

I said is anybody

Always make me say smth harsh

And it's leaning front with me

'cause I'll make you see some stars

And I know who you are

But your ransom in this bitch

She about to show you some shit

I just ate a bunch of sushi, bitch

I wish you fucking knew me

I got three blonde groupies

They gon'show me their Jacuzzi

'cause I'm cool like Snoopy

And my jeans by nudie

'bout to get an emulator

Just for poking my ruby

I only love wrestling and rap

This is my confession of that

From the other side of nowhere

I was destined to black

Fucking outcast until the

Day I rest in my casket

I forgot the names of all

The hoes I left in my past

Don't know how I got this bitch

Undressing so fast

Paranoid's a good day and depression

Is an average

This verse is ill ripped

I should have kept it on map

Ro Ransom is the future

I'm the best in my class

No, the best? I'm curious

You can't be serious

Lone wolf, leave your murders

And grinding, you don't push

Quit aiming the pills,

I don't smoke cush

Your pussy is fat as

A sowed bush

There's an alley you pass

I might not look

Fuck around and get

High off my notebook

I'm focused, man,

You should be so sure

Not to mention,

I sing and I wrote books

This how dope looks

I'm on it

I'm hot lips

I'm gone, bitch

I'm nauseous

Be on sick, I've lost it

Don't want shit,

Don't start shit!

Fucking mansion to a studio apartment

I'm monster, I'm God

I am fucking unconscious

[Chorus]

You know how this goes down

I've been on these drugs

I ain't coming down

I said is anybody

Always make me say smth harsh

And it's leaning front with me

'cause I'll make you see some stars

And I know who you are

But your ransom in this bitch

She about to show you some shit