Richard Flair Songtext
von Babyface Ray

(You recordin′, Smerf?)
You know what's goin′ with us, nigga
(Foe Thousand)

Keep it trill, keep it real with yourself (with yourself)
I was trippin', trippin' hard
Damn near fell (I was trippin′, trippin′)
Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (mhm)
Spill my lean and niggas sip

I feel like Richard Flair (spill my lean)
I'd hate to be you lame-ass niggas
(I′d hate to be you lame-ass niggas)
Fuck it, pop it with me, let me get you there (yeah)
I just hit that ho, I'm skatin′ past niggas
(I just hit that ho, I'm skatin′ past niggas)
Treat 'em like Air 1s, this a different pair (yeah)


Radio Raheem, love and the hate (love and the hate)
I cannot complain, bills paid
Paper straight (bills paid, paper straight)
I was state-to-state, hustled, hustled every day (hustle hard)
When you get a bag, keep it back
Fuck what niggas say (nigga, get a bag)
Rap game fucked up, but you can't blame me (mm-mm)
Seen ′em come, seen them bitches go
And they was payin′ me (every time)

I done been broke, seen it rain, it ain't a thing to me (no cap)
Rock the Prada coat, doin′ dope
It ain't no changin′ me (fuck that shit)
Smell the privilege pack
Feel the fragrance, I'm in TSA (ooh)
Hundred K, dope boy swag
Stopped by DEA (hundred K)
First-class, pourin′ lean, tweakin'
It's just me and bae (tweakin′)

Late night, skeeted in a freak
I wasn′t thinkin' straight (trippin′)
You don't have the answers
Who are you? Nobody knows (who?)
Catch me in the club probably with somebody ho (my bad)
What′s the newest fashion?
Man, I probably got it on (got that shit)
Gave her Perc' work, now a nigga tatted on her (mm)


My lil′ nigga caught his first body
I'm prayin' for him (pray for that nigga)
Told him if I need some shit erased, I′m payin′ for it (go get it)
Bro, don't feel no way if these ones start landin′ on her (hmm?)
She just wanna be like my Glock, it stand on her (yeah)
Yeah, I love you too (yeah, I love you too)
If your friend bad, don't be mad we fuckin′ too (yeah, we fuckin' too)

I′m in love with pink and blue (pink and blue)
Ten in pink fifties, ten in blue, I'm Crippin', fool (nigga)
Walk it like I talk it, I′m high as a martian (walk it like I talk it)
Heard them niggas speakin′, now your bitch a target (bitch a target)
Shawty head dumb, man, that bitch retarded (shawty head dumb)
Rose gold soda, so I went and bought it (rose gold soda)

Keep it trill, keep it real with yourself
I was trippin', trippin′ hard, damn near fell (I was trippin')
Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (mhm)
Spill my lean and niggas sip
I feel like Richard Flair (spill my lean)
I′d hate to be you lame-ass niggas (I'd hate to be you niggas)

Fuck it, pop it with me
Let me get you there (fuck it, pop it with me)
I just hit that ho, I′m skatin' past niggas
(I just hit that ho, I'm skatin′ past niggas)
Treat ′em like Air 1s, this a different pair (mhm)

Treat 'em like Air 1s
Rock ′em once and then I'm done (treat ′em like Air 1s, nigga)
Move like a marching band
We got sticks and drums (sticks and drms)
Feelin' like a proud dad
All these boys my sons (all these boys my sons)
Hear I′m in they mouth, but they never tell you what I done
Good in every hood, so they always askin', "Where you from?"
Put a broke bad bitch on a Spirit, I just wanna fuck

You gon' keep flexin′ for the times
You was humble, huh? (Flex on these niggas)
Got all the connections that I needed
You in trouble now (fuck these niggas)
Big Sean hit a nigga line, say he wanna work (oh, yeah)
Cut the line, FaceTimed my nigga, say he out of work
I crossed the street

And went and got a Sprite when I left out of church (wow)
I got demons in my body, demons on the wide-body (yeah)
Ninety-nine bitches and I ain′t got one problem (ninety-nine bitches)
Nigga, watch your mouth
They gon' tear shit up about me (nigga, watch your mouth)
Pussy was so good, I damn near cuffed up a thottie (mm-mm)

Sacrifice so much
And still ain′t seen Illuminati (still ain't seen Illuminati)
Louis bomber, you don′t see an LV on it
Hop out, knock a bitch out
Should change my name to Goldie (hop out, knock a bitch out)
Money in the wall, it's gettin′ old, that shit done molded (yeah)
Keep your guards up, keep it loaded, keep it on you (yeah)
Steak 'n Shake, crushin' mushrooms, I′m a stoner (yeah)

Look like I′m in a box in the Range, shit, I'm homeless (nigga)
S-see, ain′t nobody comin' here to see your ass, Otis (mm-mm)
Beat a bitch down while her son there, Jody (beat a bitch down)
I don′t wanna hear the word love
Gotta show me (I don't wanna hear it)
I done had my back against the wall, never folded (nigga)

Keep it trill, keep it real with yourself
I was trippin′, trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin')
Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (mhm)
Spill my lean and niggas sip
I feel like Richard Flair (spill my lean)
I′d hate to be you lame-ass niggas (I′d hate to be you niggas)

Fuck it, pop it with me
Let me get you there (fuck it, pop it with me)
I just hit that ho
I'm skatin′ past niggas (I just hit that ho, I'm skatin′ past niggas)
Treat 'em like Air 1s, this a different pair (mhm)