Babyface Ray - Richard Flair lyrics

[Intro] (You recordin', Smerf?) You know what's goin' with us, ni**a (Foe Thousand) [Chorus] Keep it trill, keep it real with yourself (With yourself) I was trippin', trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin', trippin') Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (Mhm) Spill my lean and ni**as sip, I feel like Richard Flair (Spill my lean) I'd hate to be you lame-ass ni**as (I'd hate to be you lame-ass ni**as) fu*k it, pop it with me, let me get you there (Yeah) I just hit that ho, I'm skatin' past ni**as (I just hit that ho, I'm skatin' past ni**as) Treat 'em like Air 1s, this a different pair (Yeah) [Verse 1] Radio Raheem, love and the hate (Love and the hate) I cannot complain, bills paid, paper straight (Bills paid, papеr straight) I was state-to-state, hustled, hustlеd every day (Hustle hard) When you get a bag, keep it back, fu*k what ni**as say (ni**a, get a bag) Rap game fu*ked up, but you can't blame me (Mmm-mmm) Seen 'em come, seen them b*tches go, and they was payin' me (Every time) I done been broke, seen it rain, it ain't a thing to me (No cap) Rock the Prada coat, doin' dope, it ain't no changin' me (fu*k that sh*t) Smell the privilege pack, feel the fragrance, I'm in TSA (Ooh) Hundred K, dope boy swag, stopped by DEA (Hundred K) First class, pourin' lean, tweakin', it's just me and bae (Tweakin') Late night, skeeted in a freak, I wasn't thinkin' straight (Trippin') You don't have the answers, who are you? Nobody knows (Who?) Catch me in the club probably with somebody ho (My bad) What's the newest fashion? Man, I probably got it on (Got that sh*t) Gave her Perc' work, now a ni**a tatted on her (Mmm) My lil' ni**a caught his first body, I'm prayin' for him (Pray for that ni**a) Told him if I need some sh*t erased, I'm payin' for it (Go get it) Bro, don't feel no way if these ones start landin' on her (Hmm?) She just wanna be like my Glock, it stand on her (Yeah) Yeah, I love you too (Yeah, I love you too) If your friend bad, don't be mad we fu*kin' too (Yeah, we fu*kin' too) I'm in love with pink and blue (Pink and blue) Ten in pink fifties, ten in blue, I'm Crippin', fool (ni**a) Walk it like I talk it, I'm high as a martian (Walk it like I talk it) Heard them ni**as speakin', now your b*tch a target (b*tch a target) Shawty head dumb, man, that b*tch retarded (Shawty head dumb) Rose gold soda, so I went and bought it (Rose gold soda) [Chorus] Keep it trill, keep it real with yourself I was trippin', trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin') Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (Mhm) Spill my lean and ni**as sip, I feel like Richard Flair (Spill my lean) I'd hate to be you lame-ass ni**as (I'd hate to be you ni**as) fu*k it, pop it with me, let me get you there (fu*k it, pop it with me) I just hit that ho, I'm skatin' past ni**as (I just hit that ho, I'm skatin' past ni**as) Treat 'em like Air 1s, this a different pair (Mhm) [Verse 2] Treat 'em like Air 1s, rock 'em once and then I'm done (Treat 'em like Air 1s, ni**a) Move like a marching band, we got sticks and drums (Sticks and drms) Feelin' like a proud dad, all these boys my sons (All these boys my sons) Hear I'm in they mouth, but they never tell you what I done Good in every hood, so they always askin', "Where you from?" Put a broke bad b*tch on a Spirit, I just wanna fu*k You gon' keep flexin' for the times you was humble, huh? (Flex on these ni**as) Got all the connections that I needed, you in trouble now (fu*k these ni**as) Big Sean hit a ni**a line, say he wanna work (Oh yeah) Cut the line, FaceTimed my ni**a, say he out of work I crossed the street and went and got a Sprite when I left out of church (Wow) I got demons in my body, demons on the wide body (Yeah) Ninety-nine b*tches and I ain't got one problem (Ninety-nine b*tches) ni**a, watch your mouth, they gon' tear sh*t up about me (ni**a, watch your mouth) Pussy was so good, I damn near cuffed up a thottie (Mmm-mmm) Sacrifice so much and still ain't seen Illuminati (Still ain't seen Illuminati) Louis bomber, you don't see an LV on it Hop out, knock a b*tch out, should change my name to Goldie (Hop out, knock a b*tch out) Money in the wall, it's gettin' old, that sh*t done molded (Yeah) Keep your guards up, keep it loaded, keep it on you (Yeah) Steak 'n Shake, crushin' mushrooms, I'm a stoner (Yeah) Look like I'm in a box in the Range, sh*t, I'm homeless (ni**a) See, ain't nobody comin' here to see your ass, Otis (Mmm-mmm) Beat a b*tch down while her son there, Jody (Beat a b*tch down) I don't wanna hear the word love, gotta show me (I don't wanna hear it) I done had my back against the wall, never folded (ni**a) [Chorus] Keep it trill, keep it real with yourself I was trippin', trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin') Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (Mhm) Spill my lean and ni**as sip, I feel like Richard Flair (Spill my lean) I'd hate to be you lame-ass ni**as (I'd hate to be you ni**as) fu*k it, pop it with me, let me get you there (fu*k it, pop it with me) I just hit that ho, I'm skatin' past ni**as (I just hit that ho, I'm skatin' past ni**as) Treat 'em like Air 1s, this a different pair (Mhm)