Rick Owens Lyrics by Lil Pump & Ronny J is latest English song with music also given by Ronny J. Rick Owens song lyrics are written by Lil Pump.
Rick Owens Song Detail
| Song Name: | Rick Owens |
| Singer: | Lil Pump, Ronny J |
| Composer: | Ronny J |
| Lyrics by: | Lil Pump |
Rick Owens Lyrics
Uh, yeah
Jetski, brr
Woah, yeah
Oh my god, ronny
Oh
Louis v on louis v (oh), I just spent like 50 g’s (yeah)
Bi^^h, I’m really rich-rich (huh?), no, this ain’t no edd (bi^^h)
Glocks all in the doubletree (brr), I’m with all the f^^kery (yeah)
I’m really the youngest flexer, two houses right on the beach (what?)
If-if-if-if-if he wanna, cook his a^s up like some benihanas (cook it up)
Balenciagas cost me like about a thousand dollars (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
In ibiza, bi^^hes wanna slurp me (huh?) like a slushy (brr)
Bi^^hes on they instagram (yeah, yeah) do anything to f^^k me (what?)
Rick owens, balenciaga (yeah)
Rick owеns, balenciaga (uh)
Rick owens, balenciaga (esskeetit)
Rick owеns, balenciaga
I be with them scammers (huh?)
Hangin’ with them killers and them robbers (esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin’ with them killers and them robbers (uh)
Hermès on my (yeah, yeah) glock, glock, glock, glock, glock, glock (pow-pow-pow)
Bi^^h, I’m sippin’ red (yeah) with some wock, wock, wock, wock (pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don’t even gotta talk-talk (no way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely (yeah) f^^kin’ walk-walk (huh?)
If she ain’t suckin’ or f^^kin’ she better get on (get on)
I just went to elliot and spent a quarter million (yeah)
Forgiatos (yeah), I’ma put it on a lamb truck (huh? Woah)
At e11even (brr) with my boy ronny throwin’ racks up (aye)
I just hit ten h^es in the row, I need a check-up (yeah)
Spikes on my neck made me bleed, yeah, I’m fed up (aye-aye)
I got fifty bi^^hes in the club, they actin’ extra (who?)
Got a blicky with me at the spot, don’t get streched up (pow-pow-pow, ahh)
Rick owens, balenciaga (yeah)
Rick owens, balenciaga (uh)
Rick owens, balenciaga (esskeetit)
Rick owens, balenciaga
I be with them scammers (huh?)
Hangin’ with them killers and them robbers (esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin’ with them killers and them robbers (uh)
Hermès on my (yeah, yeah) glock, glock, glock, glock, glock, glock (pow-pow-pow)
Bi^^h, I’m sippin’ red (yeah) with some wock, wock, wock, wock (pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don’t even gotta talk-talk (no way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely (yeah) f^^kin’ walk-walk (huh?)
Rick owens, balenciaga
Rick owens, balenciaga