Lyrics:
Rich
Beat the pot all a Nigga had was a dope dream
Hit the field trynna see myself on a big screen
Cle
cs a you youngin we was in the house with
ain't focused on dick she good
She just trying to get rich she good
Long as you got a check you good
If you don't then it's next she good
Her hair and her
aye)
I’ma Rich Thot (Gang)
Money over women, I’ma get guap (That’s law)
Fuckin on yo wife, in her Benz hot (Anhow)
Left wit da keys like a pit stop (Aye)
chains got big diamonds
We're rich, my clones shooting a uzi, hanging out the door
Old news, we ain't talking about no old hoes
Left em all alone when we
cause she
Stuck on that hoe shit
I been smokin' so much now I'm
Stuck on my last fib
I by the opps cause baby I'm not rich
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
jumped
Hands in the air, this a fucking stick up
We some niggas from the hood
Tryna get our rich up
Popping bottles, Stevie rolling blunts
Big A I got you
when
My niggas get it on
064 shawty and my niggas in the wrong
And we rolling up the loud
While my niggas getting dome
Guns up, with our sets in ya
Yeah, out the window of that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big shepard
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour
Uh, uh yeah (yeah, yeah)
I just copped a jet
I'm out by noon, see you later though
Finna fuck your best friend
But really you're my favourite hoe
you know that's Swiss (Bands)
Bought that bitch a whip
Change your life and now she living bliss
Now she so rich
Now she so rich
Change her life and now
to the plug by the wall, now big jefe (Big Boss)
Always keep dinero ready (Yeah)
Be silent, move smart, hit hard, stay deadly (Stay dangerous)
Ain talking bout
don't even look at the tag (uh-huh)
You know I'm a rich nigga (rich)
I'm a lil' nigga with a big pistol (uh)
Paid nigga, I'm a bitch taker
And you
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young
I used to try
Jungle Brother (Shazam) yeah
One big scratch (that's all I ask for) here we go
Well, I'm a sure shot shooter and I'm the big shot
The big shot, yes
Vienne me cash out
Donne lui son passeport frérot
Dis-lui au revoir
C'est dans un hôtel en Suisse
Qu'elle va devoir pass out
Rich nigga, très très bientôt
down like
I don't wanna go home
Cus' I'm lit right now
It feels so good to be here right now
Been so long since I seen my bros
Some got rich and some
[Big Moe]
Huh, feel this here baby, I grind, got to stay on it
Know what I'm talking about, Moe on his grind
Huh, all the time, I even like
Feat losie question
How does it feel to follow
My blueprint step by step
But still watch me win the crown? Suckas
How does it feel to push
Them
big cars and
Sail out pon mi yatch and ting
Invite girl pon di block, dem piss dem skin
And swear dem in foreign
Me wish me woulda go mi bed go hol'
glow like go-go-gold
I'm straight-straight turnin' it out
Like it fresh, big face, big B
Make your bitch feel rich, how you feel? What, you mad
Countless calls and countless charges
Street niggas makin' blunts out of Cuban cigars
Big by the lines sip notice by the liters
With a flock of pros on us
Oh and we take your ho
Pull up in the Lamborghini with that big 44
Young rich nigga came from
The fucking kitchen
Whippin', whippin', whippin'
me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin'
to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES
Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown
What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES
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