Rich Asl
I ain't even on nothin, Im just in the stu right now
Baby I've been chillin lately and shit
Fuck all that though
Ima be gettin money with the gang
Till the whole crew rich as fuck
Do you really love me, can you show it? I can't tell
That girl a junkie she get high to help herself
Yo secret safe with me I won't spliff and tell
I just gotta get this cheese till I'm rich as hell
Gotta get this cheese
Gotta get this money, baby
Gotta get this green
Gotta get this money, baby
Gotta get this cheese
Gotta get this money, baby
Gotta get this green
Gotta get this money, baby
I done seen the one I love change and switch up
Everywhere I go I gotta gun, if you got one stick it up
They know that I don't give no fuck
This pure skill don't got no luck
I got yo rear just watch yo front
If this bitch real she who I want
If she loyal I want her
He wanna verse he pay up first
These bullets short but they got girth
Leave his head all on the curb
We popping out, oh, whats the word?
Im fresh as hell I clean the earth when I walk
He reach he earned to get shot
Niggas get murdered for rocks
I just cut my feelings off
And turned the music up
I don't got love to give I done used it up
I'll be thumbing through these bills until I lose a thumb
And we'll be running through this bitch till they get used to us
Do you really love me, can you show it? I can't tell
That girl a junkie she get high to help herself
Yo secret safe with me I won't spliff and tell
I just gotta get this cheese till I'm rich as hell
Baby I've been chillin lately and shit
Fuck all that though
Ima be gettin money with the gang
Till the whole crew rich as fuck
Do you really love me, can you show it? I can't tell
That girl a junkie she get high to help herself
Yo secret safe with me I won't spliff and tell
I just gotta get this cheese till I'm rich as hell
Gotta get this cheese
Gotta get this money, baby
Gotta get this green
Gotta get this money, baby
Gotta get this cheese
Gotta get this money, baby
Gotta get this green
Gotta get this money, baby
I done seen the one I love change and switch up
Everywhere I go I gotta gun, if you got one stick it up
They know that I don't give no fuck
This pure skill don't got no luck
I got yo rear just watch yo front
If this bitch real she who I want
If she loyal I want her
He wanna verse he pay up first
These bullets short but they got girth
Leave his head all on the curb
We popping out, oh, whats the word?
Im fresh as hell I clean the earth when I walk
He reach he earned to get shot
Niggas get murdered for rocks
I just cut my feelings off
And turned the music up
I don't got love to give I done used it up
I'll be thumbing through these bills until I lose a thumb
And we'll be running through this bitch till they get used to us
Do you really love me, can you show it? I can't tell
That girl a junkie she get high to help herself
Yo secret safe with me I won't spliff and tell
I just gotta get this cheese till I'm rich as hell
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