RichyR.I.C.H. - Modus Operandi lyrics

[Verse 1: RichyR.I.C.H.] I Love it when she call me Richy-RICH Lilo danced till she got a stitch Suspects and randell's get stitched Boom bye bye to the threat they snitch I'm so cheap, if I had a 9, I would blow 3 6 twist, recollect the bullets just to reheat So far my life s**s, Sponsored by Dyson The mic Tyson, The iron cyphin', Punchlines like fibrin Name not vain, gain altitude like cranes Rap games in shame Got a glitch, I'm Here to fix You witch like Sabrina, Which MC wants the Tester You better wear your tef if your harder My armada, arms that will demolish ya Dark twisted like liquorice, Don't take the pish I'll take a ish, on your chest, Drop a Hershey kiss 2 straps for licks, Timbs used to kick pricks Pink matter, Chewing majin buu-bababa Exploit coke like cola or hollister Talk the talk but can't walk the walk Strap a Bomb like osama with a llama Taking a charger Last week I found a well with gold Inna the hole, skin out the foes Onyx Volvo with my p'lo Ralph couldn't hackett Yo S grab grab the dolo Tag the corpso of the competition With ignition n***a what? Yolo? [Verse 2: RichyR.I.C.H.] Helicopter on 5star is so hectic We Russian, swearing, and bussing shots like nico bellic If the mission flops we must replay, activate phone like SA's Cj Switch the weapons like dress code Er'ry day, the genocide mode Be the on the hunt all day Blaze stars at the cop cars Woop woop, sound of the police KRS one's 9 millimeter TNT bangs for scatter Splatter over my platter Scatter, scatter Yo, Paro for Rama Every man Battle Stations 5th amendment Ascend the teal steel from the heel To this here department Got you in b**h position, prone slaying Bets you praying Wishing to find your hisses Misses gone with my dick missing Stone cold k**er You stone cold stunner Cold, back the hammer Repeat the Stamma Dystopia, now back to the volvo yo