Just call me Richard, cause I’m a dick It’s also Richard cause I feel like you should Pry your fucking mouth up off of it I said just call me Richard, cause I’m a dick You ain’t gotta be no detective to figure out I’m a dick When I hold my privates to

I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out Girl, I don't know how you do it Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud Man, I think I'm 'bout to lose it Ain't my thing to jump the gun, But I called my dad and said "She's the one" Said

And ain't it crazy, crazy, she happened to me? She calls me baby, baby, hard to believe That she's, yea she's with me Ain't she amazing, amazing, out of my league? Top of the mountain and all the way down When I'm lost and when I'm found In the day, in

Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choo, that's on you (ha) New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, ha) Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears) Bad bitches gettin' wet, here Yeah, don't call me 'til the checks clear (clear) Iced out (stylist), no stylist

So I'll be on my way Call me a sinner, call me a saint Tell me its over, I'll still love you the same Call me your favorite Call me the worst Tell me its over I don't want you to hurt Its all that I can say I've said it so many times Wrap me in a bolt of

Call me on my phone, I don't pick it up I don't even know if I give a fuck about anything Fuck me when the beat drop Baby, fuck me 'til my heart stop Bleeding out my laptop Blood leaking out my laptop I ain't never home, I been fuckin' up I don't give a

The cavalries charged When God's on your side Oh my name it ain't nothin' My age it means less The country I come from Is called the Midwest I was taught and brought up there The laws to abide And that land that I live in

Call it automatic bang, bang, bang When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain Been around the world all the hoes know my name Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang Fuck a

Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Errytime they see me ballin' All my old bitches callin' Pull up in exotic, I see a little bitch jockin' No I won't save her Dolla $ign a fuckboi he won't date her About my paper, real big shit

Getting hard to remember, getting hard to recall Getting laid off and pushed out and it ain't my baby's fault So if you go, don't cry, I'll be right there at your side Sherrill, Sherrill Getting laid on the lifeline, getting tired, time for bed And