rich affairs (feat. LS)

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Bobby Blaake

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(Ooo, imma take her on a world tour
Ooo, I get really good at what I dooo
We bouta hit a milli by the age of 22)
What she want me to rock her world for?
After imma take her on a world tour baby check the score
We gon run it up some more
Cash coming in galore drinks I got to pour cities to explore
I know you watching me for sure love and war
Filled with hate that we adore and I never felt this way before
Louis bag with some Dior I got things he can't afford
Better take whatever's yours
Band wagons hop aboard
If you don't feel the pain you have nothing there to gain
Look how far I came 160 on the dash frame
In the fast lane
Had me tripping reminiscing bout the past days
Then we popping bottles for my last days
Had some lames use my name in vein sniper aim
Try me we'll have shots flying past his brain (huh)
Yo girl entertain when she riding with the gang
Running up this money got me feeling drained
Wont stop till the days sunny fighting through the rain
Opposition moving scummy seeing what I gained
I got a vision and it's coming so get out the way
Unless you here to stay
Baby won't you come my way
I just linked an Irish bitch that said that she from notre dame (ooo)
Told me, she in nursing, I'm expecting her to ease my pain (hey)
She Gon treat my dick like afrodesiac to feed her brain (mmhm)
Nigga with the essence of a lyricist, do not complain
Pay me for a feature, got no time I need my money up
Death date clear as hell, getting rich before my time is up (ohhh)
Inspire all the trenches that bobby came from the gutter up
Bout to step in jumpman 4s, rush hour get my tucker up
I been Stuntin on these niggas like I'm Tony Hawk
Said she eating good every night, now she wanna Tummy tuck
Came into the rap game, I'm gon slap em like a hockey puck
Underrated victories like I play for the mighty ducks
Huh huh, wanna roll up in that phantom like I'm Danny, uh (Danny)
Repping for my gang, by 25 we'll win that Grammy, uh (Grammy)
Always a sore loser, never give up, I'm uncanny, uh (uncanny)
Dropping all this heat like I've been balling in Miami, uh (miami)
Wanna stock up on that ice, patek me strangers breaking in
Tecca said that Cartier's block love, it might just be the tint
Worried bout designer, got that Hermes, now she hoe impaired
Rather be a side nigga, cause the main a rich affair

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