Made Me Richer

Woo!

Ain't have 20 in my pocket, I was broke nigga (yeah)
Brought Rambo everywhere cause he would smoke witcha (gas)
Had too much shit in my vision I couldn't see the picture (no)
Once I cut off broke niggas then it made me richer (yeah)
Once I cut off broke bitches then it made me richer (yeah)
Had to X em out my circle cause I couldn't fit em (no)
The jeans on me too big wit the money (the cash)
Had to put it in the bank (in the bank)
Used to rob then flee wit the money (boom, boom)

Yeah, yeah
Know I got them racks on me (racks on me)
Don't fuck wit rats you know that pack on me (pack on me)
The feds on my back lil nigga (lil nigga)
Make some bread and relax my nigga (my nigga)
Want to get some bitches now (bitches now)
Watch that shit just fizzle down (fizzle down)
(Skrt, skrt, skrt) I bet that shit is going down (down)
Uhh, yeah
Done found me a brand new hustle (flex)
Tryna get a grip like Russell (flex)
Fight to the top might tussle (yeah, yeah)
Introduce the game to ya knuckle (flex)
Flex a little muscle make em buckle (flex)
If he don't stand tall he'll duck you (flex)
If you ain't getting money then it's fuck you (flex)

F-F-Fuck you (fuck you)
If you ain't getting money nigga fuck you (yeah)
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
If you ain't getting money nigga fuck you (yeah)
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
If you ain't getting money nigga fuck you
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)

Ain't have 20 in my pocket, I was broke nigga (yeah)
Brought Rambo everywhere cause he would smoke witcha (gas)
Had too much shit in my vision I couldn't see the picture (no)
Once I cut off broke niggas then it made me richer (yeah)
Once I cut off broke bitches then it made me richer (yeah)
Had to X em out my circle cause I couldn't fit em (no)
The jeans on me too big wit the money (the cash)
Had to put it in the bank (in the bank)
Used to rob then flee wit the money (boom, boom)



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Writer(s): Thaeous Coker
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