Feel Like This Ricky Hil (Ft. Boo Bonic)

[Verse: Ricky]
Bitch I leave out fast
Half P's in the dash
All this shit is in the glove box
Wanna get high? why the fuck not
Ride around the town I slur
7:30 bitch I’m raw its my word
[?] I scrape the curb
All my hoes rock furs sniff birds
Ok, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Really didn’t mean to show up late to the party
Brought a lotta really good drugs to the party
All the bitches with me they is on already
Eyes all heavy, lean but I'm steady
If I die today would you forget me?
Hil don't have a penny
Hil don't got mercy
I smoke weed and oxy
You heard me

[Chorus: Ricky]
Met this bitch I was lost for words
Bad [?] with a gun in her purse, yeah
Told her, lemme taste you first (first)
Lemme, lemme taste you first (first)
I'm ripping it, my high don't go away
I wanna feel like this everyday
I'm hoping that my high don't go away
I wanna feel like this everyday, Rick