R.I.C.O (Freeverse)

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You bitches gonna get hit with rico
I'm hard to kill like Steve Seagal
I'm so under siege that I'm above the law
Your on deadly ground, your against the dark
So suspicious of these other bitches
When your not looking I might swipe your mistress
Give her a gift just like Its Christmas, but this one not on the wishlist
Oooh the way she licks it, Got a motherfucker dying to hit it
She's on all fours and I'm tryna fit it, pussy so wet I can slide right in it
She keep moving like she does I'm gonna cum in five minutes
If she backs in to me two more times then I'm bound to finish
Pull out and shes gonna have me shooting like (drums)
Yea bet I rap hard I'm a fucking reptar the way I rep hard
Throw the shit like Brett Favre, but I cant get that far
So far ahead myself I can't see my own thoughts
But when I get pissed off theres gonna be some red tarps
Bust a few hollow tips, aim at these fucking politics
Cause I don't follow shit, blow up the fucking metropolis
Speak a little mind and people lose their shit
They try and charge you with anything they can get a hold bitch
I'm throwing out shots like I fulled my clip
I don't owe you shit, your life is over bitch
Got a four by four when your in your honda accord,
I'm tapping on the door
Pull out the four four, spread the blood and gore
All you gonna hear is (drums)
I'm running up on you, gonna do something illegal
You gon get hit with rico
I just killed Chief Keef, thats faneto
Stabbed him in his eye with a rusty needle
My thoughts are all cereberal like I've murdered a 100 people
Never nailed at the steeple, I'd rather be fucking evil
I'm gonna get the machete when I see you
Sneak up on you, stab you till I see blue
Cut you fast your blood never hits the surface
I dropped a few bars I done killed a million verses
Mouth is my dispensary, so please don't censor me
I got a lot of energy, yea I got lot of enemies
I'd act like Drake but I actually wrote this verse
Broke the curse, hope it never occurs
Meek Mill acts like a little pussy bitch
Better hope he don't by this loaded banana clip
Hold you against your will and choke you till your pale
I'm coming through to kill you for real
Get stabbed in the adams apple with a piece of shrapnel
When I come and scalp you I'm gonna peel you like an apple
You fruity motherfucker, you gon end up in the trunk
3 bottles down, you think I'm drunk?
I'm spraying shots at these mother fuckers like (drums)
Just killed another freeverse as simple as la da dee da

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