Rico

We in the studio
 
 I said, we in the studio
 
 Is this mic on? Check, check
 
 I'm thankful for my position I was given in life
 Cause I know some people living who ain't living this life
 Read about starved children who ain't eating this right
 Drug lords declare war, selling cheaper the price
 Stunting dummy drug money, yeah them sneakers is nice
 Get your swag from the blacks selling bags of the white
 Niggas can't get a job, so we self-employed
 If the coppers come a-knocking, we gon' help that boy
 Bail money, welcome back home out of jail money
 White girl pale money, sunny when we sell money
 See seashell money, we sell money
 Rain, hail money, heaven what the hell money
 Dusty paper, stale money, I thought they restricted it
 Did for most people but we out here getting it
 Bunch of hands under her dress, we get the feeling that she's faded
 And she's willing screaming Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off
 The sex, it turns to children, then the children turn to villains
 Villain wolves screaming kill them all, fuck 'em all
 And that go for anybody that come around here, that ain't from around here
 Ho, you too, you ain't special, Wolf Gang kill them all, fuck 'em all
 She handles herself with class
 She got a nice ass but she can't run no games on me
 She claim to like the stores and the clothes
 Jeans bleached with the holes, but she can't get my bank homie
 Too smart is no good, if she smart for no good
 It's so good, she can't flaunt her thing on me
 She can be full of swag, drive a Jag
 Poppin' tags on the Ave but she can't get her cake from me
 That sounded like the hook I threw at her and the swag I reeled her in
 Said she came to feel me in, when she really came to fill me in
 Like baby what's the deal with it? Seem to be attracted
 By the fiancee and finance that no wifey concealin' it
 Dealin' with life's shuffle, then fold
 Dippin' with the duffles I hold, if we are a couple, let's go
 To the place where we lead in the life to some sleep
 Bring the pipe, blow the weed, punchlines to be received
 Bunch of hands under her dress, we get the feeling that she's faded
 And she's willing screaming Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off
 The sex, it turns to children, then the children turn to villains
 Villain wolves screaming kill them all, fuck 'em all
 And that go for anybody that come around here, that ain't from around here
 Ho, you too, you ain't special, Wolf Gang kill them all, fuck 'em all