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Rico Chacon - RICKY CRACK FLOWS LIKE WATER Lyrics



Rico Chacon - RICKY CRACK FLOWS LIKE WATER Lyrics




Look, finna spaz on this bitch like I just skipped my meds
Let his BM hear this song early, then she gave me head
I know, I be trippin' over shit, I made my bed
I'm just tryna give em the real before a nigga is dead
Rap game forever fed, till a nigga heart don't pump
Saying I'm livin' well, I just prevail, I don't stunt
M.O.E., C.T.B., R.B.G., we Grammy hunt
Can't forget One Village, I know H.B. makin' a jump
Smokin' on that good shit, the odor loud as a skunk
You niggas play with the boy, roll you up like a blunt
You nervous when shit get real, and Slatty go pop the trunk
We cooling, we ain't on shit, but if issues, then we gon' dump

Sister was in my dreams, this time she brought our Papa
They said that two was cool, but three is the showstopper
I'm tryna f*ck up the game, but it's full of some cock blockers
Don't care though, I'm aiming for billions, stackin' the dollars
I just wanna win Grammys, sit atop of the charts
Had to cut my homie off, he wasn't doin' his part
Not surprised, I was feelin' uneasy from the start
But it's less f*cks given for every blunt that I spark
So let's speak facts, dropped Grammy Gold, and came right back
Declaration had everybody on ice packs
Then I said Visionary was audio crack
Until the last shit dropped, and it did triple of that

And that's a fact
You f*ckin' with Rico Crack
Nah, matter of fact, Ricky Crack
Nah, matter of fact, let's run it back

Every day I thank the Lord that I ain't in a box
Real enough to say I'm blessed to make it off of my block
Now every track that I give y'all hit as the beat drop
I been prepared for this shit, I'm straight from the hard knocks
Watch my old homies turn into some new opps
Streets been askin' they like, damn, Chacon, when you gon' drop
They know I'm here to give them hits until my heart stop
Now watch me do that shit again over these soul chops

I tell my girl I love her every day in case I'm gone the next
Had to move around, I know some niggas at my neck
They might not say it, but in silence wanna see me stretched
I cheated death so many times, I'm ready for the tests
I never sweat, cool under pressure, make this shit the best
Don't talk crazy to that boy, he posted up with his Tec
Man, he wild, he with that shit, might be your biggest threat
But I ain't worried, check the score, Chacon, he never slept

Fresh son, that means something
Any situation, Rico, he keep thumbin'
God flow, nigga, the second comin', she remain calm
You know I keep her cumin,' yeah

M.O.E. shit
Dre the Brave, bitch
Ricky Crack
Water
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Look, finna spaz on this bitch like I just skipped my meds
Let his BM hear this song early, then she gave me head
I know, I be trippin' over shit, I made my bed
I'm just tryna give em the real before a nigga is dead
Rap game forever fed, till a nigga heart don't pump
Saying I'm livin' well, I just prevail, I don't stunt
M.O.E., C.T.B., R.B.G., we Grammy hunt
Can't forget One Village, I know H.B. makin' a jump
Smokin' on that good shit, the odor loud as a skunk
You niggas play with the boy, roll you up like a blunt
You nervous when shit get real, and Slatty go pop the trunk
We cooling, we ain't on shit, but if issues, then we gon' dump

Sister was in my dreams, this time she brought our Papa
They said that two was cool, but three is the showstopper
I'm tryna f*ck up the game, but it's full of some cock blockers
Don't care though, I'm aiming for billions, stackin' the dollars
I just wanna win Grammys, sit atop of the charts
Had to cut my homie off, he wasn't doin' his part
Not surprised, I was feelin' uneasy from the start
But it's less f*cks given for every blunt that I spark
So let's speak facts, dropped Grammy Gold, and came right back
Declaration had everybody on ice packs
Then I said Visionary was audio crack
Until the last shit dropped, and it did triple of that

And that's a fact
You f*ckin' with Rico Crack
Nah, matter of fact, Ricky Crack
Nah, matter of fact, let's run it back

Every day I thank the Lord that I ain't in a box
Real enough to say I'm blessed to make it off of my block
Now every track that I give y'all hit as the beat drop
I been prepared for this shit, I'm straight from the hard knocks
Watch my old homies turn into some new opps
Streets been askin' they like, damn, Chacon, when you gon' drop
They know I'm here to give them hits until my heart stop
Now watch me do that shit again over these soul chops

I tell my girl I love her every day in case I'm gone the next
Had to move around, I know some niggas at my neck
They might not say it, but in silence wanna see me stretched
I cheated death so many times, I'm ready for the tests
I never sweat, cool under pressure, make this shit the best
Don't talk crazy to that boy, he posted up with his Tec
Man, he wild, he with that shit, might be your biggest threat
But I ain't worried, check the score, Chacon, he never slept

Fresh son, that means something
Any situation, Rico, he keep thumbin'
God flow, nigga, the second comin', she remain calm
You know I keep her cumin,' yeah

M.O.E. shit
Dre the Brave, bitch
Ricky Crack
Water
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Writer: Fredrick Johnson Jr., Andre Williams
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