[Intro: Soulja Boy & Rich The Kid]
Draco
EliTrill
Big CEO
Soulja
Rick and Morty (Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Rick)
P-P-PlayMajor
(Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick)
Yeah, ayy (Yeah)
[Chorus: Soulja Boy, Rich The Kid and Both]
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty (Yeah)
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick and Morty (Yeah), Rick and Morty (Yeah)
Rick and Morty (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), Rick and Morty (Yeah)
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick, yeah
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, Rick and Morty (Yeah)
Walked in the club, it's just me and my shorty (Ayy)
Grippin' on my tool, yeah, I'm grippin' on my 40
Shootin' with that three, yeah, you know I'm very sporty (Swish)
Ballin' like a sport, dunkin' on the court
Got this bad ass bitch, yeah, she's goin' to New York (Yeah)
Droppin' off the top on a brand new Porsche (Porsche)
Brand new Porsche, yeah, the roof got divorced (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid & Soulja Boy]
Rick
Rick Ross (What)
CEO, I sign the checks, I'm the boss (Baow)
Keep that bitch out the coupe, she ain't wanna top me off (Skrrt)
Lil' ho won't stop crying, I ain't taking her to the vault (Bitch)
Rick Owens, might be rolling (Rolling)
I just walked out with a .40 and it might be stolen (Stolen)
And I ain't flexing for the 'Gram, bitch, I'm rich for real (Flex)
Coulda signed to Soulja Boy, but I've been had a deal (Draco)
[Verse 3: Tory Lanez]
Uh, you know my name, ho
Only thing I'm shootin' at a bitch is game, ho
Yeah, yeah, it's Tory Lanez, ho
Clean white tee, still'll hit a stain, though
Rick, mhm
I just got in with the stick, mhm
Jeffrey, did me and Soulja make a hit? Mhm
Shit, add twenty thousand to my fit, mhm (Damn)
I'm in that lab doin' fraud like I'm Rick, nigga
Neiman Marcus, debit cards, hope they hit, nigga
He be hanging with the hoes a lot, but I got something for that bitch nigga
She better fuck me now, while I'm still a rich nigga
Rick, Rick, Rick, like the hooker, she did not get the tip
One hundred and thirteen dollars on some Birkins, 'cause I'm like that, nigga
I post a pic like I gave it to my bitch and sent it right back, nigga
Ayy
[Chorus: Soulja Boy & Tory Lanez]
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty (Lil' Tory, yeah)
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty (Yeah, yeah)
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick and Morty, Rick and Morty
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick
Rick, Rick, Rick, Rick, yeah
