Lyrics:
with the rich
Say what but they all full of bitch, yeah
Don't need a snitch so I'm rollin' solo
In a straight bucket, no it ain't a low, low
He pulls up
and tuxedos
Eating sheppard bed meals, cashing big burritos
Big dinero, rich money don't sleep
I got to have it every day of the week
Rich Bitch Problems, I
I can tell by that silly ass chain it been slow
Chorus:
Wit a big bag, big bag
Got me all in my big bag, big bag
Saks top shelf big bag, big bag
Got
a hundred K I scream YOLO
Young kings, young kings
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money
We eatin' good over here
I don't know about you
We eaten' good over here
I don't know about you
You can call me rich auntie
Pick me up and take me
bales by the day
I can move a whole hundred
Couple niggas say they got paper on my head
They frontin', yeah
Poppin' big shit, nigga know my clique lit
Teffy the melody
Melody King 3
Lets get it
Rich bitch
Yea she is a rich bitch
Big bag
Yeah she got a big bag
Rich nigga so I always wear trad
6
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
Drop to coupes new foreign whips big drip
Just left the casino I'm stacking up chips big drip
Big drip big drip car on my wrist
Big drip big drip
real
All my life
I said I get rich
I'm thinking big, big
I'm thinking big tings
I'm gonn be rich
By any means
I'm gonn be rich
By any means
I'm gonn be
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Freeband Gang
Yeah, yeah
Hi-tech Tech, yeah, yeah
Big ol' jet, yeah, yeah
Big ass TEC, yeah, yeah
Big ass bitch, yeah,
seasoned (Gangsta Grillz)
Chef Boyar-Dram, dawg
Baby, I'm a rich nigga
Diamonds on my wrist glitter
Show you the big picture (yessir)
Hit your bitch
a split
I gotta be rich
Ima be rich
Verse 1:
I gotta be rich
Sack bout as big as it Get
Pack bout as loud as it get
Water my neck and my wrist
Car
a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg
Everybody getting rich, whoa
Everybody getting lit, though
Everybody talkin' shit
Tell them haters take a pic, quit
(Uu,uu,uu,ah,ah,Ruth Chris)
(Manna Dosanjh)
(Heh,Heh,Heh)
That's that rich life, she want to eat Ruth Chris (haa)
You can't even fight, you just got
Big stepper whoo
Big fish aye
Money in my pocket
I feel big rich aye
Shot caller
Big Bank
Top shotter
Ouchie Wally Wally Bang bang
Top dollar
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
You big stench in my life, you big stench
Huh, I'm big rich
Go run that comma, tell your mama, ho-ho
You know I'm crazy like my mama, ho-ho
You
space.
Hit her first night, at the Mandalay
Rich nigga taste
Grapes on a plate!
Grapes on a plate make yo lady bite the bait,
Big fish shit dat ain’t
niccs drip or shine I will never die (die)
Rich gang
Big Bank
Shawty started fucking on a nicc tryna hang (hang)
I done made hell hella cold out
Christmas
Shine like a light bulb - rich thug
Let that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hug
McGyver ain't liver than a, Big Tymer
Big dick
bracket
Uh
Ain't no thing I cant handle nah
Ima make it big with no media
By any means any ethnic mean nothing work ethic the medium
Yeah
Boss shit go live
(woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I
I'm sick of this shit dawg, I'm tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin?
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