Riff-Raff Bath Salts song lyrics

Here I go, here I, here I go again

Here I go, here I go, here I, here I go again

Bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back

Bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back

Bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back biiiitch

Here I go I'm back

Pocket filled with them stacks

Got these haters jocking my swag

Got bad bitches all on that -

Here I go - Here I go I'm back

Pocket filled with them stacks

Got these haters jocking my swag

Got bad bitches all on they back huhhhh

Black Versace shades in a black box

Now I'm on my cell phone, Chris Rock

Check the checklist with the ivory boxes

On the front page Orville Redenbacher

Red suitcase look like some tiger cubs

Look like vodka cranberry, tiger blood

Tropical winds twisting like a somersault

Could have played for the Colts, Marshall Faulk

Versace sweatpants, Swordfish

All this ice on my neck gave me a sore wrist

Pull up on a jumper, like Chauncey Riley

Now I'm on vacation, Gilligan's Island

Here I go again

Rabbit she a 10

If she ain't going them I'm bout to smash her friend (woah)

Ill stay fitted and I'm all about my paper

Feel like Suave House, bitch I feel like Tony Draper

Ride real slow, and I might be with your main bitch

She know what my name is, and she think I'm famous

Pardon me while I lane switch

Pimp game straight dangerous

You no speaka no paper homie you no speaka my language

Trappin' to the maxim

Blowin' like relaxing

Whatsup girl you bustin' down

Lil mama tell me what's happenin'

Pockets fat, I been trappin'

Real shit no actin'

Left the game now I'm back in, like Wiz let's get it smackin'