Rich
When I find out that I'm rich Imma hop in that new drip
Pull up brand new Audi I put tints on every whip
I put sticks in every whip
If you play you getting clipped
Murder scenes and dice games don't make me pull it off the hip
Try to step wrong in this bitch and we gon shoot (air it out)
Who tf that's yo dawg and he left you inna drought
Niggas fucked up Caught a play couldn't throw yo dawg one
You would eat a steak and watch yo brother eat top ramen huh
Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on
Stop the whip
If any nigga move wrong in this bitch we let it drip
Quick to stiff arm a bitch imma act like she don't exist
Gotta speak nice to my glock cause that bitch gotta switch
I put my people on that money
We was living broke and bummy
But now I'm wrapped in cash (a mummy)
Too high I'm seeing bunnies
I put sticks under the seat for them niggas that wanna try me
Wipe yo nose without the honey like I'm Pooh oh I'm shiesty
Slimeball single soldier 1500 for the verse
Come correct with that shit don't even come out that purse
We be sliding with these sticks tryna put a nigga in a hurst
We got glocks and them drums and them three round burst
Aye get 'em
Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on stop the party
If any nigga moving wocky in this bitch we off him
Body bag we toss him
Tryna catch him we got him
We ain't playing by them same rules ain't no pleas we copping
We ain't copping no pleas
No please at all
Pull up brand new Audi I put tints on every whip
I put sticks in every whip
If you play you getting clipped
Murder scenes and dice games don't make me pull it off the hip
Try to step wrong in this bitch and we gon shoot (air it out)
Who tf that's yo dawg and he left you inna drought
Niggas fucked up Caught a play couldn't throw yo dawg one
You would eat a steak and watch yo brother eat top ramen huh
Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on
Stop the whip
If any nigga move wrong in this bitch we let it drip
Quick to stiff arm a bitch imma act like she don't exist
Gotta speak nice to my glock cause that bitch gotta switch
I put my people on that money
We was living broke and bummy
But now I'm wrapped in cash (a mummy)
Too high I'm seeing bunnies
I put sticks under the seat for them niggas that wanna try me
Wipe yo nose without the honey like I'm Pooh oh I'm shiesty
Slimeball single soldier 1500 for the verse
Come correct with that shit don't even come out that purse
We be sliding with these sticks tryna put a nigga in a hurst
We got glocks and them drums and them three round burst
Aye get 'em
Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on stop the party
If any nigga moving wocky in this bitch we off him
Body bag we toss him
Tryna catch him we got him
We ain't playing by them same rules ain't no pleas we copping
We ain't copping no pleas
No please at all
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Writer(s): Ezra Delorenzo
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