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 just don't give a fuck! So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your

I gotta find peace of mind I'm undone because You make my heart desire pure You make my heart desire pure, just tell me I've been busy, (busy busy) I've been fuckin' busy, I've been busy fuckin' I've been all kinds of busy, all sorta kinda busy Like

You'se a shooter then shoot, nigga, I'm doin' my thang If you seen a, my nina, you seen it go bang Just like they do in your hood, they do it in mines, mayne I put a hole in a nigga, I ain't motherfuckin' playin' Yeah, oh, yeah What the fuck you lookin'

Fuck it, I'll do it myself I don't need her, I don't need him No one's got this, no one's got that Everyone scared, everyone pussy Everyone watch, just keep looking No one taught me, I was like damn No one puttin' me on, damn Everyone scared to go talk

Yeah, yo I'm just gonna write down my first thoughts And see where this takes me, 'Cause I feel like I wanna punch the world in the fuckin' face right now Yeah, let me explain just how to make greatness Straight out the gate, I'm 'bout to break you down

I feel like, the world mine Just bow down, the world mine I'ma let you live, the world mine This world mine Yeah I like that, boi Nigga fuck your time niggga I waited my whole life to be the man of the hour

I'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool Pull up on the block like why Fuck the police, niggas better call the SWAT I ain't never played with the pot I was in your house trying to find a spot

She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to twirly swirly, in my vanilla coupe She like my sugar cone seats I just took off the roof She got a marshmallow booty, I like to sprinkle it too I'm the

People say I'm no good Write me off, oh yes they should Fuck 'em they're just sick in the head They're writing my history Think somebody should've asked me Everyone was safe in their beds I won't live, won't live like them