CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Ricch Forever
DJ Bugsy
Swish
Hehehe
I just lost my dawg
N***a, my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I could take it back
I just wanna go get one more bag with my n***a
Wanna be rich forever for my dawg
'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall
And we been on this money sh*t for years
Gotta drink this mud to make the pain go away
I been dropping these codeine tears
Praying Roddy Ricch don’t go insane today
We was in the high speed like f**k the static
He wanted the Rollie, I wanted the Patek
Got to get this safe my n***a f**k around and drag it
I done seen a lot of sh*t behind these gla**es yeah
My life goin' through many different phases
Got to keep the gun on me, can’t go too many places
Runnin' V12’s just to mimic drag races
N***a we was bag chasers before we had braces
I just lost my dawg
N***a, my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I could take it back
I just wanna go get one more bag with my n***a
Wanna be rich forever for my dogs
'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall
Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of Spade
Get a hundred racks, I got to make it today
Got to get a tennis bracelet punch you right in the face
My dawg looked out for me when I ain’t have nothin'
Pa** on thirty, then he pulled up in a jag or somethin'
When the opps seen him pull up cold, n***a, they was mad or somethin'
We was countin' them hundreds back at Steelo’s crib
I wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for real
Remember I was talking to him on the jail phone on Christmas
Said when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmetic
If you try to rob a n***a I vow to get the stick
I might slide on a n***a like a rip stick
I don't know why all these legends always got to die young yeah
N***a got to cut these snakes up out the gra**
Out of everybody, I suspected you last
Supposed to take all these flights in first cla**
I just lost my dawg
N***a, my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I could take it back
I just wanna go get one more bag with my n***a
Wanna be rich forever for my dogs
'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall
Swish
Hehehe
I just lost my dawg
N***a, my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I could take it back
I just wanna go get one more bag with my n***a
Wanna be rich forever for my dawg
'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall
And we been on this money sh*t for years
Gotta drink this mud to make the pain go away
I been dropping these codeine tears
Praying Roddy Ricch don’t go insane today
We was in the high speed like f**k the static
He wanted the Rollie, I wanted the Patek
Got to get this safe my n***a f**k around and drag it
I done seen a lot of sh*t behind these gla**es yeah
My life goin' through many different phases
Got to keep the gun on me, can’t go too many places
Runnin' V12’s just to mimic drag races
N***a we was bag chasers before we had braces
I just lost my dawg
N***a, my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I could take it back
I just wanna go get one more bag with my n***a
Wanna be rich forever for my dogs
'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall
Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of Spade
Get a hundred racks, I got to make it today
Got to get a tennis bracelet punch you right in the face
My dawg looked out for me when I ain’t have nothin'
Pa** on thirty, then he pulled up in a jag or somethin'
When the opps seen him pull up cold, n***a, they was mad or somethin'
We was countin' them hundreds back at Steelo’s crib
I wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for real
Remember I was talking to him on the jail phone on Christmas
Said when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmetic
If you try to rob a n***a I vow to get the stick
I might slide on a n***a like a rip stick
I don't know why all these legends always got to die young yeah
N***a got to cut these snakes up out the gra**
Out of everybody, I suspected you last
Supposed to take all these flights in first cla**
I just lost my dawg
N***a, my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I could take it back
I just wanna go get one more bag with my n***a
Wanna be rich forever for my dogs
'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall
