Rich Folks
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too word to Jim Joe
I'm on they neck bitch I need a witness
Pockets stretched man they need the fitness
She offered sex just for free admission
Now she on the net tryna leak the business
I stopped fucking messy bitches back in 2010
We getting mo' bucks I'm not focused on what coulda been
Look how my money bouncing back aye I got rubber bands
I know you wanted me to fail but I got other plans
That goofy ain't no man he a fucking Stan
Steady flexing you a peasant got the coldest hand
Dog you talking too aggressive watch ya tone n chin
I gotta go I got a show I'm on the road again
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too word to Jim Joe
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too nigga
Bitch I drink my 40 with my pinky raised
Catch me looking sporty in my Prive shades
A lot of niggas following the trend
But I'm splashing making waves like a muthafuckin' renegade
Yeah I know I'm tardy I was in a haze
Life handed me lemons I made lemonade
This is for them years I was underpaid
But now I'm laser-focused on the center stage
Plenty dough, in a rolls
This the pinnacle
There he go, hunnid spokes
We on every coast
Where he go? Never left
I'm that ready dope
Really bro? Yeah that's facts
You already know
Plenty dough, in a rolls
This the pinnacle
There he go, hunnid spokes
We on every coast
Where he go? Never left
I'm that ready dope
Really bro? Yeah that's facts
You already know
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too word to Jim Joe
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too they die too homie
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too word to Jim Joe
I'm on they neck bitch I need a witness
Pockets stretched man they need the fitness
She offered sex just for free admission
Now she on the net tryna leak the business
I stopped fucking messy bitches back in 2010
We getting mo' bucks I'm not focused on what coulda been
Look how my money bouncing back aye I got rubber bands
I know you wanted me to fail but I got other plans
That goofy ain't no man he a fucking Stan
Steady flexing you a peasant got the coldest hand
Dog you talking too aggressive watch ya tone n chin
I gotta go I got a show I'm on the road again
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too word to Jim Joe
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too nigga
Bitch I drink my 40 with my pinky raised
Catch me looking sporty in my Prive shades
A lot of niggas following the trend
But I'm splashing making waves like a muthafuckin' renegade
Yeah I know I'm tardy I was in a haze
Life handed me lemons I made lemonade
This is for them years I was underpaid
But now I'm laser-focused on the center stage
Plenty dough, in a rolls
This the pinnacle
There he go, hunnid spokes
We on every coast
Where he go? Never left
I'm that ready dope
Really bro? Yeah that's facts
You already know
Plenty dough, in a rolls
This the pinnacle
There he go, hunnid spokes
We on every coast
Where he go? Never left
I'm that ready dope
Really bro? Yeah that's facts
You already know
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too word to Jim Joe
We in this bitch woe
We into fashion acting classy like them rich folks
Tried to keep it solid with them trollops to the tenth toe
Let em know computers die too they die too homie
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Writer(s): Bryant Antione White
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