Lyrics Yung Bans – Raf Ricky

Yeah
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Hmm, yeah, ayy, Bans
Hmm, ayy

Ayy, drippin’ all this Raf, Ricky
Too much designer on me, I’m sticky, huh
Diamonds on my neck, they glisten
Fake ass ice, your neck ain’t hittin’, ayy
Blood in my eyes, I’m seein’ red
Money so long just like a thread
1OF1, Bird Gang, we gettin’ bread
Put the ‘fit online, the sauce gon’ spread

On a Perc, got me itchin’ and scratchin’
Dressin’ the money, they think I do magic (Plug)
Got a bad lil’ bitch, she don’t come with no baggage
Tryna fuck with the kid, turn to a savage
I’m really ’bout action, these niggas be rappin’
These niggas be cappin’, I ship and I bag it
I bag it, I ship it, I stack it and flip it
I’m runnin’ through money, I ran through your bitch, yeah
Havin’, not braggin’, want it and I’m cashin’
Street just pulled up in an all-black Aston
Say you gettin’ money, I’m gettin’ it now, your shit look past tense
Break a bitch back from the back of the ‘Bach
And then skrrt like a motherfuckin’ ad-lib
Havin’ too much sauce, I don’t need no plate
Xan talkin’ shit, when I see him, gon’ smack (Bitch)
Got a hundred different hoes, I ain’t never got a jack
Been fuckin’ all day, nigga need to cut back

Ayy, drippin’ all this Raf, Ricky
Too much designer on me, I’m sticky, huh (Plug)
Diamonds on my neck, they glisten
Fake ass ice, your neck ain’t hittin’, ayy
Blood in my eyes, I’m seein’ red
Money so long just like a thread
1OF1, Bird Gang, we gettin’ bread
Put the ‘fit online, the sauce gon’ spread
Drippin’ all this Raf, Ricky
Too much designer on me, I’m sticky, huh
Diamonds on my neck, they glisten
Fake ass ice, your neck ain’t hittin’, ayy
Blood in my eyes, I’m seein’ red
Money so long just like a thread
1OF1, Bird Gang, we gettin’ bread
Put the ‘fit online, the sauce gon’ spread

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