Hawtboy Rycch

2015 Had a young nigga stuck in the streets
Knee deep in the game I was thugging
I was a young nigga stuck in the trenches
Not worried bout bitches I'm focused on money

I used to slide through the east
In a bucket with P
Just to empty my pockets with Krusty
Pack used to come it was musty and fluffy
My nigga go ask all my junkies they love me

And I might fuck on your sister
Turn her to a stripper
First I fuck then I past to my buddies Hand in her purse while my dick in her tummy
You ain't going play me like I was a dummy
I still remember the days when my niggas ain't want me to chill cause a nigga was dusty
I used to just go and post with the junkies
Fuck about bitches I'm worried bout money

Niggas be bitches and really be snitching to stay out of prison my nigga that's trippy
Damn it that's crazy cause you was the one who would speak and these niggas would shut up and listen Niggas be tripping and doing the most for these petty ass bitches to get they attention
Stop all that capping my nigga you tripping
And stop all that snitching or swim with the fishes

Ride with a stick when I ride with the bricks
I got rich out the hood so I bust off the rip
Westsyde Rycchie still busting the zips
Cause he remember the days when he didn't have shit
Chop that I got, it got two extra clips And I got some little niggas that shoot if you trip
Talk out your ass and get shot in your lip
Put the pole in his face made the fuck nigga strip

Fresh then a bitch Yea I look like a brick
Yea that's probably why all these little hoes on my dick
Get off my page need to get on your shit
Need to stay round your bitch, nigga she on my tip
60 Blue hundreds my pockets on Nip
Blue face Benji that nigga a crip Water park Rycchie my nigga I drip
And my little niggas slide as soon as you slip
Used to stuff hundred P's in a trash bag
I be smoking on musty that trash can Kept that strap and that work in a backpack
Used to fuck on that bitch in my last class
I can't cap no thot they be nam-gnats They be nagging too much need to back back
Since you trapping so much where them racks at
Ima run in your shit where them packs at
You ain't good in my hood where your pass at
Nigga say the wrong thing he get back hand
I got shooters who shoot shit for half that
Why You talking bout racks you ain't have that
Let alone bitch your life ain't worth half that
All that capping you know that, that's cap rap
Quit that capping you going get your pack jacked
Quit that flexing you going get your pack snatched
Niggas hating too much and I know it
Niggas Really Be Bitches It's Showing