Richer

Follow 0 fans

F3dbaby

F3dbaby is a budding musical artist known for their unique blend of R&B, pop, and trap music. They have gained attention for their smooth vocals, introspective lyrics, and captivating melodies. F3dbaby's music often explores themes of love, heartbreak, and personal growth, and they have quickly garnered a dedicated fanbase for their relatable and emotive storytelling. more »

2:52

1 View

Playlists:

#1

 Struggling with Richer? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!

Ayy, don't wake up, damn Marvel, you a deadbeat
DJ Flare, make the money flare Put the raw in the sport, yeah
You a lame like a dork, yeah I cook cane with a fork, yeah
I get brains from a whore I learned that from my uncle, yeah

We was raised up poor, yeah Got the honor roll, my teacher said
I was gon' be richer than y'all Count it up, check after check
We gon' have to count it up again I got them shooters with me, right
Point the finger, they gon' spin Meekles just dropped off the pack

Met him at the Holiday Inn I get amazing top from my thot
Left kind of on bottom of a chain I put the dog on the market
I know I'm not talkin' Frenchies I'm orderin' cases in 1942
Cause all we drink is Remy Quit runnin' your dick suckers

Cause I'm about the life Don't make me cop back the Simmons
Stuffin' all this dirty money in my pockets My designer jeans, didn't you
I took a lil' bassie, lil' bitch And turned her into a princess
All these princess cuts in her chain She on fire like a chimney

We got biscotti rolled in the gar We need a fire truck to put it out
If it ain't VVS, sis Then I'm puttin' paneers in my mouth
Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah
I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore

I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah
Got an honor roll My teacher said
I was gon' be richer than y'all Take a picture
Ten thousand pesos in a art gallery One week distributed milk

Made your whole year a salary Movin' weight in a truck state
No more, losin' calories Demon movin' like the strike of lightning
I'm bout to tackle the speed
Fittin' all, give you a nosebleed Tupac with a nose ring

Dolce & Gabbana from head to feet Ortiz, I'm in a major league
F & N and the Draco on me Travelin' from Chicago to Pankakee
Nothin' less than an eighth of key, yeah
Forget about Chanel, she exotic Call me Elon Musk, I'm on a rocket

Fifty to a hundred, double the profit Keep my haters, I'm on with the silence
They all dead, the motor divides 3KG, that's my shotta, yeah
Yeah, 3KG, that's my shotta
Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah

I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore
I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah
Got the honor roll, my teacher said I was gon' be richer than y'all
Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah

I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore
I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah
Got the honor roll, my teacher said I was gon' be richer than y'all

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com