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key lime og – rico nasty lyrics

[intro]
rico, rico, rico, rico

[verse 1]
aye
i just went to benihana
and i’m smoking sheets and funnel
you a wannabe, who wannabe
i’m only ‘bout the commas
see me in the street on any day
i’m really ‘bout that drama
and you know i keep the heat on me
ain’t talking bout the summer

[hook]
smoking key lime og
and this car got two seats
when i hop out it dank
you can smell it on me
handle that sh-t myself
i ain’t gon’ call police
keep that b-tch on a leash
or keep that b-tch from ’round me
yeah yeah

[verse 2]
walking with an att-tude like what’s the problem?
i don’t hang with dmx i’m with some ruff ryders
gas got me high as sh-t but no i ain’t the pilot
i’m the whole meal you hanging with a whole biter
i was hustling when these n-gg-s was wearing spyder
and i’m serving like i’m working in a f-cking diner
b-tch i been the flame, i just need a lighter
i’m a duo all these b-tches looking like some midas
with the touch i got the midas
drinking ace of spades, you drinking apple cider
when i see that hoe, i’ma f-cking fight her
mike tyson, i’ma f-cking bite her
huh, sh-t!
where my lighter?
i know that i’ll be the best i don’t need no t-tle
walk up in the ring, who my f-cking rival?
n-gg- f-ck that, go grab the rifle
spray the champagne, my n-gg-‘s get to wilding
got your b-tch mad, she saying we childish
i’m just tryna flex on anyone who doubt it
your jewelry fake boy, it’s looking real cloudy
i’m fresh to death, my outfit ‘bout to have a bounty
walk up in the club, they don’t pat down me
i’m getting money while these b-tches out here lounging
been working all week, my bank account astounding

[hook x2]
smoking key lime og
and this car got two seats
when i hop out it dank
you can smell it on me
handle that sh-t myself
i ain’t gon’ call police
keep that b-tch on a leash
or keep that b-tch from round me

smoking key lime og
and this car got two seats
when i hop out it dank
you can smell it on me
handle that sh-t myself
i ain’t gon’ call police
keep that b-tch on a leash
or keep that b-tch from round me
yeah yeah!

- all song lyrics by rico nasty