Key Lime OG (Explicit)
Rico Nasty"Key Lime OG (Explicit)" is a song by Rico Nasty, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:42 long and contains 62 lines and 400 words.
Lyrics
0:11Rico
0:14Rico
0:17Rico
0:21Rico
0:26Aye
0:27I just went to Benihana and I'm smoking sheets and funnel
0:30You're wanna be who wanna be
0:32I'm only bout the commas
0:33See me in the street on any day
0:35I'm really bout' that drama
0:37And you know I keep that heat on me ain't talking bout the summer
0:40Smoking Key lime OG
0:42And this car got two seats
0:44When I hop out it dank
0:46You can smell it on me
0:47Handle that sh*t myself
0:49I ain't gon' call police
0:51Keep that b**ch on a leash
0:52Or keep that b**ch from round me
0:54Yeah
0:54Yeah
0:55Walking with an attitude like what's the problem
0:58Ion hang with DMX I'm with some ruff ridas
1:02Gas got me high as sh*t but no I ain't the pilot
1:05I'm the whole meal you hanging with a whole biter
1:09I was hustling when these niggas was wearing spyder
1:12And I'm serving like I'm working in a f**king diner
1:16B**ch I been the flame I just need a lighter
1:19I'm a doer all these b**ches lookin' like some mighters
1:23With the touch I got the Mightest
1:26Drinking ace of spades you drinking apple cider
1:29When I see that hoe I'ma f**king fight her
1:33Mike Tyson I'ma f**king bite her
1:37Sh*t
1:38Where my lighter
1:39I know that I be the best I don't need no title
1:43Walk up in the ring who my f**king rival
1:46Ni**a f**k dat go grab the rifle
1:50Spray that champagne my niggas get to widlin'
1:53Got your b**ch mad she saying we childish
1:57I'm just tryna flex on anyone who doubt it
2:00Yo jewelry look fake boy It's lookin' real cloudy
2:03I'm fresh to death my outfit bout to have a bounty
2:07Walk up in the club they don't pat down me
2:10I'm getting money while these b**ches out here lounging
2:14Been working all week my bank account astounding
2:16Smoking Key lime OG
2:18And this car got two seats
2:20When I hop out it dank
2:21You can smell it on me
2:23Handle that sh*t myself
2:25I ain't gon' call police
2:27Keep that b**ch on a leash
2:28Or keep that b**ch from round me
2:30Smoking Key Lime OG
2:32And this car got two seats
2:33When I hop out it dank
2:35You can smell it on me
2:37Handle that sh*t myself
2:39I ain't gon' call police
2:40Keep that b**ch on a leash
2:42Or keep that b**ch from round me
Rico Rico Rico Rico Aye I just went to Benihana and I'm smoking sheets and funnel You're wanna be who wanna be I'm only bout the commas See me in the street on any day I'm really bout' that drama And you know I keep that heat on me ain't talking bout the summer Smoking Key lime OG And this car got two seats When I hop out it dank You can smell it on me Handle that sh*t myself I ain't gon' call police Keep that b**ch on a leash Or keep that b**ch from round me Yeah Yeah Walking with an attitude like what's the problem Ion hang with DMX I'm with some ruff ridas Gas got me high as sh*t but no I ain't the pilot I'm the whole meal you hanging with a whole biter I was hustling when these niggas was wearing spyder And I'm serving like I'm working in a f**king diner B**ch I been the flame I just need a lighter I'm a doer all these b**ches lookin' like some mighters With the touch I got the Mightest Drinking ace of spades you drinking apple cider When I see that hoe I'ma f**king fight her Mike Tyson I'ma f**king bite her Sh*t Where my lighter I know that I be the best I don't need no title Walk up in the ring who my f**king rival Ni**a f**k dat go grab the rifle Spray that champagne my niggas get to widlin' Got your b**ch mad she saying we childish I'm just tryna flex on anyone who doubt it Yo jewelry look fake boy It's lookin' real cloudy I'm fresh to death my outfit bout to have a bounty Walk up in the club they don't pat down me I'm getting money while these b**ches out here lounging Been working all week my bank account astounding Smoking Key lime OG And this car got two seats When I hop out it dank You can smell it on me Handle that sh*t myself I ain't gon' call police Keep that b**ch on a leash Or keep that b**ch from round me Smoking Key Lime OG And this car got two seats When I hop out it dank You can smell it on me Handle that sh*t myself I ain't gon' call police Keep that b**ch on a leash Or keep that b**ch from round me
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