Rich Ooter (feat. Bizzy Banks)
Soundboy Kwad
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Everything I do in my life, no kizzy These niggas cap, they aint had no diddie's Murder in my city, you know I did it Even my grandma know ima hitta Even my ma know I be clickin Rikers Island, I did time in the system These niggas lyin, they aint had no victims Young rich nigga, I be in the trenches Bitch, I am a lizard im keepin pistol Really get money they gon be against you YEAH .40 its on me, im havin it I see a opp then I'm grabbin it They takin knees like Kaepernick Bitch ima killa, lil boy you A pacifist Bitch ima sippa, got whole lotta activist 12 try to catch me, you know im gassin' it Aint neva lackin, you know that im havin it Yeah I be blackin out, yeah I be blammin It Can't let a opp nigga live, I aint havin it Walk in his funeral, shoot at the reverand Police catch me, you know I aint tellin shit Young nigga wake up and commit a felony Yall niggas search for an opp, google I Put that glock to his top, noodles These niggas lyin, we know they aint ooters, Rap bout crimes, but I know you aint do it If im angry bout a opp, the zaza cool it Yeah im prolly with yo bitch, oolin She put that throat on my dick, truly These niggas not with the shit, goofy Glockie it take off his top, leave em roofless Bitch ima killa, you know that im ruthless VVS on me, these thotties be choosin All these chains on me, I feel like im gucci That boy he mad cuz im with his That boy he mad cuz im with his poochie I use to say legg But now I say smoochie No I won't fade I won't box I aint boosie We quick to slide on a nigga like toosie Hop out with choppas You know we keep uzis She on my dick I know she gon choose me Shawdy just fascinated by this jewlery Got booked for a hit Came home did a hit again Didnt make the news But that shit hit citizen I swear to god I been feelin like 50 cent Loved by many but hated by many men F*ck a suburban we shoot out the sprinter van I remember days I couldnt flip a gram Fast forward later, now im lit on Instagram And im still movin gummbo get with me For them its 180 for you its 150 You know I hop out with the stitchy And she say she love me but I know she tipsy It aint a difference from R.I.C.O And Ricky A nigga run off he get hit with the .50 Yeah a nigga run off he get hit with like... Like I was on the island doin push-ups with Bizzy Now A nigga turnt im rockin Givenchy Think im dreamin I told shawdy to pinch me I like them foreign bitches I be picky... I like them project bitches they be mixy I cannot wait to see that boy who dissed me He gon be dead on arrival no kizzy Fell in love with them glocks yeah we call it glizzys He gon be dead on arrival thats doa Put a hunnit 100 in your boa I got a big .40 if you feel a way Im sellin bricks weigh em by the kilogram Im stackin chips yeah im gettin fritolay Im high as shit I feel like a ceiling fan Said im high as shit I feel like A Murda eerything shoot errybody
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