Lyrics Rico Nasty – Hey Arnold

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rico, Rico, yeah

I taste just like ice cream
Bitch I am so icy

And I’m with a white bitch
She just like to try shit
Old nigga keep callin’ me
I keep on declinin’
Bank account keep risin’
Enemies keep hidin’
These niggas be lyin’
You chose the wrong side bitch
Anything I show you
I want you to see it
Order up 10 bottles
Bitch we bout to get lit
Your bitch she might get hit

Shoot you like a movie bitch, yah
And I ain’t with the goofy shit, yah
I swear I’m too legit with this, yah
He got diamonds on his crucifix, yah
I pray to God that I can make them hits, yah
We smoke him like a hookah stick, yah
While you be on that goofy shit, yah
And no I am not new to this, yah
My watch, it got the fluorescent

Every time you see me I swear I’ma cash out
I like havin’ bad bitches turnt up with they ass out
My new bitch like Hey Arnold, she fuck with them footballs
I think we gon’ buy a whip just to take the roof off
I don’t even know the bitch but I bet she with the shits
Soon as we walk in this bitch I can hear ’em talkin’ shit
But that does not matter
Pockets getting fatter
I can get you madder
Money tall as ladders

I taste just like ice cream
Bitch I am so icy
Heart cold like an ice cream
That’s why they don’t like me
I taste just like ice cream
Bitch I am so icy
Heart cold like an ice cream
That’s why they don’t like me, hah
Yeah that’s why they don’t like me, yeah
Swear they do not like me
Flex on a broke bitch, flex on a broke ho
Flex on a broke nigga, flex on a broke nigga
Flex on your ex nigga, flex on your ex
Flex on your ex bitch, you know I’m up next bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Arnold like Hey Arnold
Like Hey Arnold
Hey Arnold
Baby like them Hey Arnolds
Hey Arnold