Ric Flair Lyrics

Woo, woo, woo

Ahhhhhh

Dope got imported

I gotta trap till the morning

Breaking down Zs when I'm yawning

I put my all in

I got demons that hate when I ignore them

I got feelings but fiend's more important

I put faith in my line for a mortgage

All I do is trap, yeah I'm boring

But I'm ballin

Swish, Jordan

Risk, awarding

Count my blessings, can't ignore them

Fendi, Gucci, can afford them

Run it up, I got it eat

Still trapping in my sleep

Six for 40, get it cheap

My runner, serving it so neat

You dig me

All black truck, that's a big B

36 O's, that's a big B

That's a hell of a meal if you get me

You dig me

Lord forgive me for my sins

Too much losses, gotta win

Battles scares, I'm covered in

I'm Woody Harris above the rim

I had to circle my block before I going in

In the summer, I still bring the snow in

Franklin saint with the cane, I'm reloading

I'm not yet in my bag but I'm loading

I'm sport, aint no stopping, I'm blowing

See if bro, hits your top, it's exploding

That's New Cali, that shit be too potent

I'm on route to the money, no slowing

I know nittys that got a couple mortgages

Business that's all legit

When the food come in peng, they keep ordering

I can lick out a Zed by the morning, bitch

In the kitchen, my pyrex an ornament

When I whip up a two's, add a quarter in

When I fuck her, her mouth keep on watering

When I fuck her, I'm still taking orders in

Cuz

Dope got imported

I gotta trap, till the morning

Breaking down Zs when I'm yawning

I put my all in

I got demons that hate when I ignore them

I got feelings but fiend's more important

I put faith in my line for a mortgage

All I do is trap, yeah I'm boring

But I'm ballin

Swish, Jordan

Risk, awarding

Count my blessings, can't ignore them

Fendi, Gucci, can afford them

Run it up, I got it eat

Still trapping in my sleep

Six for 40, get it cheap

My runner serving it so neat