Aye Aye
Fresh up off the block
Ricky Owens to the socks
Gucci, Fendi, Prada got a lot
My Miami mommy tote the Glock
Fresh up off the block
Ricky Owens to the socks
Gucci, Fendi, Prada got a lot
My Miami mommy tote the Glock
Aye undercover for the top
Aye b#tch i’m coming for the top
Aye throwing hundreds out the drop
Ayе Haters say it’s photoshop
Aye I think i’m Biggie, think i’m Pac
I think i’m Jigga, think i’m Nas, you think you jiggy but you not
Ayе you ni**as goofy need to stop
Aye i pray this sh#t a never stop
(aye aye) Fresh up off the block
Ricky Owens to the socks
Gucci, Fendi, Prada got a lot
My Miami mommy tote the Glock
Fresh up off the block
Ricky Owens to the socks
Gucci, Fendi, Prada got a lot
My Miami mommy tote the Glock
Lil mamma be toting the Glock
She keep the chop in her sock, (Yea)
In the stu imma whip up a watch
Lil Diamond be scraping the pot, (Lets get it)
Yz that n#gg# you not
I had to move on the plot, (Lets get it)
I had to play this game like it’s monopoly
I came to buy back the block, (Wooo, Wooo, Woooo)
Im in this sh#t for the win, (Yea)
You came in this sh#t to pretend, (Yea)
Im on my Greedo, i never fold never bend, (Wooo)
Imma live life to the end, (Yea)
With a blunt and a bottle of Hen, (Yea)
I been that n#gg# since ten, (True)
I do the Raf with the Rick (Rickyyyy)
(aye aye) Fresh up off the block
Ricky Owens to the socks
Gucci, Fendi, Prada got a lot
My Miami mommy tote the Glock
Fresh up off the block
Ricky Owens to the socks
Gucci, Fendi, Prada got a lot
My Miami mommy tote the Glock
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Yzpaid Lyrics – Ricky ta da socks