"RiRi" lyrics

Big boy numbers
Yessir
Mmhmm
Play around with these lil niggas, playin' with that lil ass shit
(And it's a whole lotta [?])
What up [?]
What he be talkin' 'bout?
Aye
Uhh
Twenty-
Aye
Twenty-two
Aye
Twenty-two

It's some drank
My nigga right here twistin' up that dank
What you think? I could get 'bout fifty-five off a chase
How long you had it? Here come the FedEx man with my package
Ain't got no lid on my cup, nigga, watch where you ash it
I need a plug, this in store showin' all the love
Where the fuck is the drank, nigga, pass me a cup
It's top-secret, shit, I got the sauce and they need it
Chopstick with the wood, send a fuckboy to Jesus
She ain't needy, I'mma fuck her once and she leave me
I ain't got no heart, don't give a fuck about no Kiki
My bitch in YSL, yours wear BB
You ain't never ball, need to shoot him to the D-League
My nigga got them pills, 'bout to take em' down to VV
Take a trip to [?], 'bout to leave with all VV
Your last shit was weak, ain't play a song off yo CD
I'mma get famous then I'm tryna fuck on RiRi
Bad bitches play me, got my songs all on repeat
Find another store, nigga, throw it into GP
Still will go out slidin' but right now I need a CP
Buy a bitch Givenchy just because she got some Fiji