Vinylz - R.I.C.O. Remix (Lil Robbie/Enrico Response) lyrics

[Intro:] Ayo Robbie, Eric. I'm just gonna be honest with you. You totally slaughtered that R.I.C.O. beat, guys, and not in a good way. So let me show you how it's done [Verse:] Now both of you trippin' if Either you thinkin' you rappers, you ain't Homie I'm about it, you should try to get up out it I been going way harder in the paint 'cause your rap sh** fake I been on a grind for a minute and I Got a few tapes that'll bang a lot You only been a rapper, like, a day anyway and you Got a few joints that'll bang or not I said it was hot but now I'm beggin' you stop You thought it was dope but it really is not And that's only dope from my pocket You prolly should walk it out homie and cop it And why you playing yourself, you know I'm the sh** 'Cause honestly bruh you been all on my dick 'Cause why would you try write a diss if my first was a miss You thought it was sick? Eric, yo, Lil Robbie, though You bit every flow from the R.I.C.O Y'all unoriginal, I be the pinnacle Y'all make a milli when I'm a millenial: Never! (For now) And Robbie the f** is you Sayin' you son of the South, we the Midwest But I guess if you claiming the south then you Live at the bottom no doubt Could give a f** if my sister a hoe to you 'Cause honestly I'll keep it real with you 'Cause who was the one who was askin' me give her your Number so she could hook up with you? Now tell me, Robbie, how that go for you? 'Cause I ain't heard sh** in a year or two 'Cause she never did message you, f** if it's hurting you Hate to say it she be curvin' you, whoa! Yo, Eric... And I Hope you get hit with the R.I.C.O., Enrico That sh** was pathetic, I get it, bless it Why you tryna put on for the people Homie you hit me with lazy, generic jokes See, calling me “gay” unoriginal, it would Work if we 12, I ain't someone else gettin' Hit with your crybaby yells, f** it You ain't ride or die, you been a poser You cry when you ridin' on roller coasters So how you gon' call me a f*ggot? You got my a** laughin' from sh** that you rappin' And how you gon' tell me you get some? You getting' pie but you became one They say that you are what you eat Think you cookin' some beef but you ain't never start none Came in this sh** I was lookin' for raps But both of y'all new sh** is wack, I done got Tired of rappers who thinkin' they GOAT But actually all of them broke but I ain't the one Only been on for a minute I'm in it and all gotta know: Robbie, you choked, Enrico, you lower than low And both of you never be GOAT, listen If y'all coming at me, you beggin' I shoot ‘Cause I been a k**er like Tony and Booth The cover the color of d**h So what is you thinkin' you think' I'ma do? Homie now You could pretend you be spittin' the truth And I could pretend I ain't doper than you But honestly bruh I been spittin' more fire than Any a semi could shoot, gone!