Lyrics:
about this shit partner
Every move is so watched by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all my rich sponsors
I'm gone then you suddenly hip hoppin'
South Bronx punt, stab him like, oh no
That machine gun funk, big popper
Malcolm X by the window of the chopper
You niggas lost prophets
Been
them glizzy's tucced
Y'all can't beef cuz y'all ain't rich enough
You niggas clicking up
Big ole sticc, extended drum
We pushed up word to my mom
Me
on the coast bitch
I be lookin' rich (lookin' rich)
Know I pull up rich
Know I pull up dripped
I look how you wish
I call on my miss (yea)
Rollin' with my bitch
but a little comes by
Get a big plan for the dough
But
But
One day I will be rich
One day I will be rich
I’m grinding and I will never give up on hope
Yeah
Deja Miquel Hoe
Ha
Walk in the party yo bitch off the molly
Rollin' up piss yeah I pearl and I spark it
I know you mad I can tell by
an hour ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin
an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin' hood
(Eh, eh, ne, more)
Big drip, na sobě Gucci, Nike a Armani (Pew, pew, pew, všechno legit)
Big drip, libry, koruny, eura, dolary (Čávo)
Big drip, já jdu z
Ah, yeah ah, yeah
Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt
Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (yeah)
Go 'head
You on that bullshit and Im just tryna get rich
Fuck the bullshit we just tryna get rich
Yea yea yea yea
Uh uh uh uhhh
You on that bullshit and Im
that get yo kidz rich (hell yeah)
Hundred bags of that kush shit (hell yeah)
This that president bush shit (hell yeah)
It's big Gucci, excuse me
a bitch 'cause you wasn't rich (wasn't rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn't shit? (wasn't shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin' with
they'll be screaming
Thank God It's Friday
Long Live The King
Champion in the City
May the name forever ring
Ballad of the Giant
They gon forever sing
shit
Big fish in the water
Surrounded by piranhas I got rich off marijuana
I'm on my whale shit
I'm fat like riches
Big Willie, crib cost 10 milli
on the sneakers, huh (O oh)
Pull off in a foreign two-seater
(Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Fuck niggas tryna hide, but I see it
(Rich Forever shit)
Big bucks, bank rollin' like
Cash, cold, that's what I need
Big bill collectors they ring my phone
They bother me when I'm not at home
Ain't go no time to be fooling round
Feet
I was just dreaming ‘bout Rovers
Rich nigga pulled over, they blind by the wristwatch
See me, I’m flippin’ the fifty’s
Rollin’ & packin’ them blizzy’s
a basic hoe I need a rich chick, ok
Big shit nigga i talk big shit
And my wrist lit yeah you know my wrist lit
All this jewelry, got me looking like a quick
Big drip big whip big ice big bank
EZZY MONEY
My drip is so hard you can’t stand by me
(big drip)
My whip is so hard you can’t park by me
(skurt)
My
ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin' hood up
ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin' hood up
ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin' hood up
ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin' hood up
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