RihRih
Ima turn up with the dream
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Ima turn up with the dreams, fiend
Bitch I'ma fiend for my dreams yea
Know ima fiend for the guap in my Jeans
Green, bling
She look like rih rih, sing sing
Mami gone twerk for a wedding ring
Babygirl turned to a fiend, sheesh
Make her own money don't leach leach
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team
Ima turn up without reaching...
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team uh
Ima turn up without reaching...
No I don't give out no features
She wanna fck when I see her
Babygirl chill this is just the beginning, Im not tryna catch me no feelings yet
Pulled up and had an apprentice
Pull out that money, we flip it don't spend it
I spent me a grip at the muhfuckin dentist
Now why would you hate me because of my business. uh
If they is hating them isn't your niggas... uh
I don't think they getting the picture
Making this shit wit no hiccups
Stay to myself, you can't pick up on me
Got the gang in the whip, it's a stick up on me
UHHH ran the brick up on me
Ima play wit that paper like it's my lil freak
Stack that shit up til it waist high
I'm getting paper, but I'm out the way so lil shorty gone call me a great guy
She wanna fuck when the stakes high
She wore lingerie now I know that it's playtime
Fuck the fake side, I'm outta state side
She got braids and them braids got some hangtime
Fuck her good, to be honest she ain't mine
Getting rich isn't easy it take time
These lil rappers gone say that's a great line
Pussy nigga we was never the same
These days I swear that I hate lying
Pussy ass bitch I ain't playing no games
Ima turn up with the dreams, fiend
Bitch I'ma fiend for my dreams yea
Know ima fiend for the guap in my Jeans
Green, bling
She look like rih rih, sing sing
Mami gone twerk for a wedding ring
Babygirl turned to a fiend, sheesh
Make her own money don't leach leach
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team
Ima turn up without reaching...
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team uh
Ima turn up without reaching...
Fuck the fake side, I'm outta state side
She got braids and them braids got some hangtime
Fuck her good, to be honest she ain't mine
Getting rich isn't easy it take time
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Ima turn up with the dreams, fiend
Bitch I'ma fiend for my dreams yea
Know ima fiend for the guap in my Jeans
Green, bling
She look like rih rih, sing sing
Mami gone twerk for a wedding ring
Babygirl turned to a fiend, sheesh
Make her own money don't leach leach
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team
Ima turn up without reaching...
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team uh
Ima turn up without reaching...
No I don't give out no features
She wanna fck when I see her
Babygirl chill this is just the beginning, Im not tryna catch me no feelings yet
Pulled up and had an apprentice
Pull out that money, we flip it don't spend it
I spent me a grip at the muhfuckin dentist
Now why would you hate me because of my business. uh
If they is hating them isn't your niggas... uh
I don't think they getting the picture
Making this shit wit no hiccups
Stay to myself, you can't pick up on me
Got the gang in the whip, it's a stick up on me
UHHH ran the brick up on me
Ima play wit that paper like it's my lil freak
Stack that shit up til it waist high
I'm getting paper, but I'm out the way so lil shorty gone call me a great guy
She wanna fuck when the stakes high
She wore lingerie now I know that it's playtime
Fuck the fake side, I'm outta state side
She got braids and them braids got some hangtime
Fuck her good, to be honest she ain't mine
Getting rich isn't easy it take time
These lil rappers gone say that's a great line
Pussy nigga we was never the same
These days I swear that I hate lying
Pussy ass bitch I ain't playing no games
Ima turn up with the dreams, fiend
Bitch I'ma fiend for my dreams yea
Know ima fiend for the guap in my Jeans
Green, bling
She look like rih rih, sing sing
Mami gone twerk for a wedding ring
Babygirl turned to a fiend, sheesh
Make her own money don't leach leach
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team
Ima turn up without reaching...
Ima turn up for the green
Ima turn up for the ones that ain't make it boy ima turn up for the team uh
Ima turn up without reaching...
Fuck the fake side, I'm outta state side
She got braids and them braids got some hangtime
Fuck her good, to be honest she ain't mine
Getting rich isn't easy it take time
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Writer(s): Kainen Dubose
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