Tiffany Calver Freestyle Rico Nasty
"Tiffany Calver Freestyle" by Rico Nasty is a #HipHop track released in 2020. The lyrics showcase themes of empowerment, resilience, and self-confidence, with Rico's fierce delivery highlighting her individuality. The freestyle features dynamic beats and a raw, energetic flow, reflecting her distinct style and cultural influence in modern rap.
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I came out the sky and I landed in my bag
I'm a rockstar ’cause I stay with some bands
Who the fuck is this nigga? Come and get your mans
Pop you like a zit or pop you like a rubber band
We don't give a fuck, nigga, this ain't no game
Pounds in the trunk but we still switchin’ lanes
Don't let them gas you up 'cause, bitch, I be the flame
Diesel on my denim, only the brave
I make money every day, like, why should I save?
"Rico, what's your day like?" My shit be great
Wake up, get the cake like I be bakin', these bitches be fakin'
Smoke like I'm Jamaican, goin' crazy, I’m goin’ to Vegas
She said I make her go gay, roody
Police behind me, so bitch, put it in your coochie
We got clips, no films or movies
I just copped me a crib out in the Boonies
We sippin' Moët and you drinkin’ on a pinnacle
She like that pack raw, she said it get her in the mood
And that bitch goin' crazy, I got a loose screw
Why you keep talkin' 'bout that shit? I’d rather show you
Uh
We rather show you
You do what them hoes do, uh
Might keep a pole or two, mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I came out the sky and I landed in my bag
I'm a rockstar ’cause I stay with some bands
Who the fuck is this nigga? Come and get your mans
Pop you like a zit or pop you like a rubber band
We don't give a fuck, nigga, this ain't no game
Pounds in the trunk but we still switchin’ lanes
Don't let them gas you up 'cause, bitch, I be the flame
Diesel on my denim, only the brave
I make money every day, like, why should I save?
"Rico, what's your day like?" My shit be great
Wake up, get the cake like I be bakin', these bitches be fakin'
Smoke like I'm Jamaican, goin' crazy, I’m goin’ to Vegas
She said I make her go gay, roody
Police behind me, so bitch, put it in your coochie
We got clips, no films or movies
I just copped me a crib out in the Boonies
We sippin' Moët and you drinkin’ on a pinnacle
She like that pack raw, she said it get her in the mood
And that bitch goin' crazy, I got a loose screw
Why you keep talkin' 'bout that shit? I’d rather show you
Uh
We rather show you
You do what them hoes do, uh
Might keep a pole or two, mm
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