Rihanna - 187

Song Rating: 7.63/10

Song lyrics:

[Produced by Cocaine 808s]

[Verse 1: So, SUPREME]

1-8-7, give a ho a headache
Donald Trump sh** b**h, we out here wellin
Tote a mac 11 even when its after 7
Bought a cigarillo, but they know me so I got to heaven
And I told my fellas, yo wa**up n***a, uh, ok
Oh (x2) ok now my status reads aristocrat
I got ice all over my wrist and crap
Money come money go honey kiss my a**
Pull up to the scene like a movie cast
Then I hop out the hooptie b**h Im bad


Disappear from the scene where your lady at?
Then I come out of nowhere like a p**nHub Ad
Yeah (x2) I know I kinda had to get dirty
b**h I put on for my city like a motherf**ing jersey
We just live to love to lust, baby I just wanna f**
Sike nah who cares I dont wanna get a nut, but
Ive been staying up lately and it feels like its been paying off
b**h Im on my job, you got laid off
It aint Ralph doe, nah this sh** Lacoste
Give me Franklin and Hamilton and there go the cost
And I aint really gave a f** Im just all about my mine
She wanna get in my genes I aint talking science
I said baby you should come through for the night
Cus all i want is a peek at you, and tonight shell be pokemons
So drop the ball motherf**er its crunch time

Date of text publication: 18.01.2021 at 23:58