Ritz ft. King Dierre Lyrics

Back on my, shit

Water my, wrist

I'm bout my, bread

Nigga that's, Ritz

Nigga that's, Carlton

Ballin that's, Spalding

I'm a free, agent

I hear the streets steady calling

Back on my, shit

Water my, wrist

I'm bout my, bread

Nigga that's, Ritz

Nigga that's, Carlton

Ballin that's, Spalding

I'm a free, agent

I hear the streets steady calling

Niggas call but I don't ever pick up

Say it's for life then they go and switch up

Say that it's beef then it's up and it's stuck

I'm from the nap, how the fuck do you what

The bitch is a bird, yeah these bitches is ducks

Mind of a pebble, can't think for themselves

The same ones that said that they got it and folded on me

Be the same ones that's asking for help

I know we don't speak but Ken, can you spot me

I call him daddy, I don't call him papi

I need a trophy or two not a ribbon lil bitch

What's Pandora to that nigga Wafi

I'm the only one I know really got me

Leveled up on em, I know that they salty

Face in his lap, it's right next to his strap

When I giving it to him, I'm giving it sloppy

Back on my, shit

Water my, wrist

I'm bout my, bread

Nigga that's, Ritz

Nigga that's, Carlton

Ballin that's, Spalding

I'm a free, agent

I hear the streets steady calling

Back on my, shit

Water my, wrist

I'm bout my, bread

Nigga that's, Ritz

Nigga that's, Carlton

Ballin that's, Spalding

I'm a free, agent

I hear the streets steady calling

I'm bout my bread or whatever that's leveling bitch you ain't special I got it on lock

Bitch you a opp, I can't be droppin' off dick to a bitch who ain't giving me top

Niggas on hot shit, come from the block shit

Straight from the cayne with them junkies and fiends

Dealt with gorillas that come from the trenches

Just watch for a snakes inna grass or a leech

Fuck any nigga ain't fuckin' with me

Call up big Arty whenever it's beef

When it come to the static, these niggas be cappin'

Like how you shooter without any heat

You ain't a killer my nigga you

I can't respond to a muhfuckin' fiend

Came in this bitch I ain't need any help

Bitch I'm here by myself all I needed was me

Yea

Back on my, shit

Water my, wrist

I'm bout my, bread

Nigga that's, Ritz

Nigga that's, Carlton

Ballin that's, Spalding

I'm a free, agent

I hear the streets steady calling

Back on my, shit

Water my, wrist

I'm bout my, bread

Nigga that's, Ritz

Nigga that's, Carlton

Ballin that's, Spalding

I'm a free, agent

I hear the streets steady calling