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Letra : Rich the kid
Sup, mane?
Yeah
Ain't playing games
(Bah, bah)
Bought a bag for the b*t*h, she suck my d**k, that's a hundred licks (A hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (Trap)
One call, that's a blitz (A blitz)
I could get you hit (Hit)
I could get you lit (Lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill' we could split (Woo)
Looking for me, I'm in Calabasas
Rich Forever, plus I been had it (Woo)
Maybach, got the Benz matted
Bend it over 'cause she got a fattie
Ayy, yeah, she got a friend
What is your name? Put you in the gang, yeah
She got a bang (Bang)
Can't hit it, no, but I'm makin' her sing
Ten milli', we could split it (Split)
f**k the label, like the bank, I get it
We could do it like Big and Diddy
Jay Critch having mills already (Rich)
Gеt rich or die, that's why I keep a .50
Hundred licks, then I bust down hеr titty
A hundred guns, n***as ain't f**kin' with me
A honey bun, that's a hundred and fifty (Woo)
I'm back (Back) in the booth like I'm cookin' up crack
With the stick 'cause I can't never lack
Think I'm lying, but I still sip Act' (Act')
Real n***a, I don't know no rats
Pockets Big Mac, double cheese
Take a b*t*h on a shopping spree
Got a duffle bag and it's LV
She got a pretty pu**y with a capital P
Yeah
Ain't playing games
(Bah, bah)
Bought a bag for the b*t*h, she suck my d**k, that's a hundred licks (A hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (Trap)
One call, that's a blitz (A blitz)
I could get you hit (Hit)
I could get you lit (Lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill' we could split (Woo)
Looking for me, I'm in Calabasas
Rich Forever, plus I been had it (Woo)
Maybach, got the Benz matted
Bend it over 'cause she got a fattie
Ayy, yeah, she got a friend
What is your name? Put you in the gang, yeah
She got a bang (Bang)
Can't hit it, no, but I'm makin' her sing
Ten milli', we could split it (Split)
f**k the label, like the bank, I get it
We could do it like Big and Diddy
Jay Critch having mills already (Rich)
Gеt rich or die, that's why I keep a .50
Hundred licks, then I bust down hеr titty
A hundred guns, n***as ain't f**kin' with me
A honey bun, that's a hundred and fifty (Woo)
I'm back (Back) in the booth like I'm cookin' up crack
With the stick 'cause I can't never lack
Think I'm lying, but I still sip Act' (Act')
Real n***a, I don't know no rats
Pockets Big Mac, double cheese
Take a b*t*h on a shopping spree
Got a duffle bag and it's LV
She got a pretty pu**y with a capital P
