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06.07.2010
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"Menace To Society"

"Menace To Society"


A menace to society
Free my boys Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID
A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID

Free Bobby, free Rowdy
Fuck 12, we rowdy
Catch a body, catch a body
Bitch I'm geeking, popped a molly
I only fuck with the real niggas
My diamonds they give you the chills nigga
My young niggas keep flexing
Get the check, don't waste the second
I only fuck if she foreign
Lil bitch ride like horses
Diving in the pussy, I'm snorkling
Been way past five, I'm soaring
I'm juvenile, they call me menace
Racks on me, play tennis
I got an Apple Watch
Flooded with diamond rocks
Still make it jump like 2 3
These niggas mad niggas, they jealous
I'ma run it up, keep flexing
I'm bench pressing, money stretching
Bitch I'm a menace, no Dennis
Fuck you lil niggas, I'm winning
I just might go cop the Bentley
You saving that money, got plenty

A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID
A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID

I ran it up in a second
I bet she fuck in a second
Pouring up a four, lean heavy
I told her like Rocko, bitch we ain't goin' steady
Diamonds bitin', break dancin'
I keep flexin' got 'em staring
So many rings like marriage
Pour an eight, I'm looking scary
13, I was hustling
14, I was busting
16, I was taking from something
Run in your house for the money
I could teach you how to rob
I got rich without a job
Make something from nothing, thank God
I just want to win with the squad
They was hating for no reason
I said I'd do it, they didn't believe me
Got kicked out of school, was a menace
Fuck it, I still got my blessing
Everything European, swear I thought I was dreaming
Fucked your bitch then I fucked up Niemans
I pulled up fresh for no reason

A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID
 
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06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Migo Gang x Slaughter Gang Music"
(feat. 21 Savage, ManMan Savage & Migos)

"Migo Gang x Slaughter Gang Music"
(feat. 21 Savage, ManMan Savage & Migos)



[Intro - Quavo:]
You know what I mean? Migo Gang shit
Flippa
Slaughter Gang, 21 shit
You know what I mean?

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Hit a nigga in the head (Hit him)
We ain't shooting at the legs (Naw)
Back in the day had a trick bike, had a bad bitch on the pegs (Bitch!)
Some of my niggas bang blue (Crip)
Some of my niggas bang red (Blood)
Some of my niggas bang black (GD)
All of my niggas keep straps (Grrah)
Spend three hundred on a napp (Aye!)
They sucking, fuck the whole trap
Bitch, you know my pockets fat (Sloppy)
Quavo walking Warren Sapp (Sacks)
Takeoff buying only Act (Lean!)
You niggas sipping just to act (Actors!)
Bought a Beamer wrapped it matte (Skrt!)
Got a shooter, peep hole out the back (Grraw!)
Never been a minority (Naww)
Take the pot and Chuck Norris it (Oh!)
You niggas looking unfortunate (Woo)
Different types of babies like a orphanage (Babies!)
I hit my money, end of story
I hate when I had to go to court and shit (Hate it!)
You thinking that I'm cooking up porridge (Cooking!)
The way I'm whipping up my wrist and shit (Whip it!)
Damn, this hoe she annoying
After I fuck her, I'm finna get rid of the bitch (Gone!)
What type of shit that he on
Go get the 30 young nigga, go empty the clip (Grraw!)

[Verse 2 - 21 Savage:]
Slaughter Gang, I'm the king bitch
Mac 90 with the beam, bitch
Hi-Tech, you sipping green bitch
21, hold the pot with my left arm
Catching plays like Brett Favre
You a gold fish and I'm a fucking shark
Whip the pot nigga, whip it hard
AK make a nigga hit the Quan
Gas bag like I own the farm
She blowing on it like she on a horn
100 round drum and that stick
Pull up, roll the windows down and I hit
You cuffing that bitch and she loyal to dick
Chasing money, I can't lay with no bitch
Murda Gang, we don't play with the beef
Put 'em on a plate and we gonna eat
Niggas snitching, I put 10 on the G's
Margielas, I put rent on my feet
Niggas pussy, I see through 'em they weak
Fuck 12, we keep shit in the streets
I brought her to the spot that bitch was a freak
Fucked her on the floor, can't fuck up my sheets

[Verse 3 - Offset:]
Offset!
We really invented you niggas
The judge tried to sentence a nigga
Fuck a pot, now my 44 nigga
Stuck in the pickle, grinding from a nickel
Trapping in trenches, two bricks in the rental
I'm crazy I'm psycho, it's 'bout to get physical
Run a circle 'round the plug, that's a pick and roll
Feds watching so I walk on my tippy toes
I'm rich as bitch, I want in on that lick
I'm not romantic, my bullet gon' kiss
Get in that pot, get the work in your wrist
I was born with the gift, got the fame and the grip
Hop in the jet and I take me a trip
Geeked out on codeine, I sip and I sip
Jump off the stage, I might jump out the VIP
I'm covered in money, covered like a quimp
I'm smoking on cookie, not smoking on piff
Don't talk to the police, not giving out tips
Dead in that booth, that molly look too clear
I don't care what you heard, I jump straight in my Lier
Standing in the kitchen, cooking fish fillet
Run up my money, I stash me a Wraith
Don't run up on me nigga, pump your brakes
I feed you the 223, dinner plate!

[Verse 4 - ManMan Savage:]
Run up on me nigga, catch a slug
50 and the 40, I don't use a glove
You know we got the straps up in the club
I don't fuck with you, you a dub
21 Gang, we got weight
All of my nigga, we straight
Pull up on a nigga, we'll take
Headshot a nigga, leave him in a lake
Round table with the Migo Gang and the Slaughter Gang, we on break
Bitch too skinny I don't want her, fuck the bitch, the bitch might break
I got a hundred round drum on that K
I keep that bitch with me, you know that bae
Never let a nigga know where I stay
Have a nigga staking out where he stay
I get that cash, I ain't got time to play
Hold up that choppa, this mask on my face
Shoot out the [?] then pull off [?]
[?], got bananas in K's
Pussy niggas turn to preachers like Ma$e
Finna slide to where I keep me a K
Juvenile hit a nigga with tre
[?]
WOO!

[Verse 5 - Rich The Kid:]
Whipping a brick with a frying pan
Made a 100 K with a broke hand
Trapping down with the desert eagle
Actavis all in my 2 liter
Finnessing the plug for a whole thang
Rollie all white like the cocaine
I got a freak with a nose ring
Cut that bitch down like I'm 2 Chainz
Walking around with a 100 thou
I'm actually rich, you just talk about it
Pull up with choppers and air it out
I empty the clip in your mama house
Hit a jug for the work, still serving
Get rich or die trying like Curtis
I roll with a brick and she nervous
Pull out the Wraith when I'm flexing on purpose
I started trapping in first grade
I put the lean in a lemonade
I pour a four, got a fever
Dab school, I'm the teacher
Riding scrap with the nina
Big balling, no bleachers
100 K for one feature
Bad bitch, she no keeper
 
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06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Moon Walkin"

"Moon Walkin"


[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
[Jay Critch:]
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on videoMy circle small like a cheerio
[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
[Jay Critch:]
Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack

[Rich The Kid:]
Run it up, run it up
Nasty bitch, fuck her right on the furniture
Paris ride in a Rari, foreigner
Fuck a model bitch and I'm recording her
[Jay Critch:]
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm comin up
Pull up in Rari's, no Hummer truck
Ayy, bitch I be ballin' like Mike and 'em
I got the bands, now she likin' him
[Rich The Kid:]
Yeah, took your bitch no pardon me, sorry
Skateboard bitches callin' me gnarly
Diamonds flash like the paparazzi, yeah
[Jay Critch:]
Big thirty, now them boys don't want problems
Stepback, now that boy look like Harden
Rich Forever, now my chain look like water, yeah

[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
[Jay Critch:]
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My set gon' smell like a cheerio
[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
[Jay Critch:]
Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack

[Famous Dex:]
Ah-Dexter, look
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
Blockin' bitches off the gram
Naw I do not do no xans
I like to draw on my pants
[Jay Critch:]
Ice on my neck, colosseum
Come get your girl, she be all in my DMs
Sixteen, I was whippin' that BM
She fuckin' on me 'cause her man wanna be him
[Rich The Kid:] I just might make her my BM
[Famous Dex:]
Foreign bitch, she Korean
I let her stay for the weekend
Fifty K on a backend
I get the money, them M&Ms
I fuck your bitch, she ain't in to him
I'm ballin' hard above the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on your Timbs
Don't wanna bump me, got the guard on my hip
She suckin' me up, I'm gon' cum on her lips
Big choppers, I got guns like I'm Tip
Ran off with that pack, hit the block, make it flip
Big choppers like I'm Tip
I'ma just nut on her lips
Oh shit, she got milk
My homies be blood, and some of 'em crip

[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
[Jay Critch:]
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My set gon' smell like a cheerio
[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
[Jay Critch:]
Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack

[Rich The Kid:]
Yeah, diamonds on me and they wet, splash
Trap nigga, birds takin' a bath
Whip a brick then I'm buying a Jag
[Jay Critch:]
Hey, zip 'em up like Bathin' Ape
[Rich The Kid:]
Whip it up like we bakin' cakes
Chop-chop it up, yeah shavin' weight
We was broke, now we rich forever
Too many diamonds, might break the bezel
We got the money, might flex together
She suck my dick on the dresser
[Jay Critch:]
She give me brain like professors
I'm a professional flexer
And I ball, Michael Vick
We was broke, now we rich
[Rich The Kid:]
Trap phone, hangin' up on the plug
Rich nigga with a cup full of mud
Xans on me, I been takin' the drugs
Bad bitch wanna fuck with a thug
Come too close, catch a couple of slugs
Chain shining on me, now she fallin' in love
You ain't grinding homie, you ain't gettin' no buzz
Maserati, used to ride on the bus

[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
[Jay Critch:]
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My set gon' smell like a cheerio
[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like KD
I fuck your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
[Jay Critch:]
Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack
 
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06.07.2010
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"Nervous"
(feat. Curren$y)

"Nervous"
(feat. Curren$y)



[Hook - Rich The Kid:]
She nervous
In the Benz, still swerving
Shawty taking trips with them things in her blouse
Is you nervous?
Cause I'm flexing on purpose
Young nigga, I'm sipping and swerving
She nervous
Shawty taking trips with them things in her blouse
Is you nervous?
Cause I'm flexing on purpose
Young nigga, I'm sipping and swerving

[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
Yo bitch, all under pressure
Yo bitch, in her drawers on my leather
Yo bitch, in my crib half naked
But my girl coming so she got to dip this second
Shit wild, lifestyle, girls fast
Cars loud, smoking gas
Evergreen trees, chopped down, top down
Hoes say I'm cool 'cause my name hot now
People like them arm clown but I'm underground
Soul intact, nigga that's real rap
My nigga Rich sent this, I sent it right back
With a couple more bricks attached

[Hook - Rich The Kid:]
She nervous
In the Benz, still swerving
Shawty taking trips with them things in her blouse
Is you nervous?
Cause I'm flexing on purpose
Young nigga, I'm sipping and swerving
She nervous
Shawty taking trips with them things in her blouse
Is you nervous?
Cause I'm flexing on purpose
Young nigga, I'm sipping and swerving

[Verse 2 - Rich The Kid:]
I got your bitch with them bricks and she nervous
Put that ho right on the block, now she serving
Thick ass, I'm a hit her, flip her like a stripper
Bitches bustin', I'm a pass her to my nigga Spitter
Why you mad 'cause I pull up in that coupe now
Killin' niggas, I'm a have to let the truth out
I told her pop that pussy like a pimple
I got plenty colors in my diamonds like some Skittles
Swerving the Benz, 'Sace my lens, flexing again
More clips for the F&N, shooters spray like Taliban
Roll with the chopper, she nervous
Got good dope in that Birken
Bad bitch she working
Get rich or die, no Curtis

[Hook - Rich The Kid:]
She nervous
In the Benz, still swerving
Shawty taking trips with them things in her blouse
Is you nervous?
Cause I'm flexing on purpose
Young nigga, I'm sipping and swerving
She nervous
Shawty taking trips with them things in her blouse
Is you nervous?
Cause I'm flexing on purpose
Young nigga, I'm sipping and swerving
 
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06.07.2010
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30.266
"New Freezer"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar)

"New Freezer"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar)



[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, new freezer
You know what it was when you synced up, ayy
Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way

My bitch too foreign, need a visa (ooh)
I don't need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don't need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (new freezer)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (new freezer)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (dat way)

Ooh, money way (money)
Diamonds, flexin' (flex, woo)
I woke up rich, spend a grip on a necklace (yuh)
I put the plug on three way (plug)
Maserati go speed race (yeah)
Drop a baby on a bitch face (woah)
More ice flexin' this way (ice)
We put the world on the wave (the wave)
Don't give a fuck 'cause I'm paid (woo)
More Act in a lemonade (Act)
The pharmacy knowin' my name (my name)
I fuck that bitch 'cause she bougie (she bougie)
She suck my dick in the movies (yuh)
Trap jumpin' like 23
She a foreign lil' freak (freak)

My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don't need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don't need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

[Kendrick Lamar:]
Big shot, hollup, wait
Peanut butter insides
Look, outside
Cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles)
Rule of the day, get a view every day
Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day
Get a clique with a plan, give a jewel every day
I never sleep, I gotta eat, I gotta dance
I Milly Rock when I get that advance
How can I shop with like 64 M's?
Talkin' to Top about business again
He want a lot with new Bentleys again
I want some top from like two sets of twins
Twinny twin twins, yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch (bitch), where your friends? Yeah, yeah
(Hollup) Switch (hollup) she want in, yeah, yeah
Ball 'em in, fallin' in bundles of flowers like Parliament
Never know, big dawg like ours

[Rich the Kid:]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don't need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don't need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)
 
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06.07.2010
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"New Wave"
(feat. Famous Dex)
("Keep Flexin" Version)

"New Wave"
(feat. Famous Dex)
("Keep Flexin" Version)



[Rich The Kid:]
Yuh! Trap!
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break

[Famous Dex:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on me, swear to God, I'll bring him down. (Hold up, hold up)

[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Rich Forever getting paid
Broke rappers in here, feeling the hate (wait)
Real diamonds on me, biting them skrate (look)

[Famous Dex:]
All these rappers turning foo
They just wanna learn the moves
I got them hunnid's they blue
I spent a grip on my shoes

[Rich The Kid:]
He got something, but that nigga got dropped
Audemar, that's a house on my watch
Came from nothing, now they want me to stop
Rings on me, I had holes in my socks

[Famous Dex:]
Wait
I remember in them days
Young used to have them braves
Swear to God I jump a gate
30 yea, right down my waste, might just catch a case

[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break

[Famous Dex:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on my me, swear to God, I'll bring him down

I walk right in the party
Red bottoms on, how you do that?
Wait
Lemme call [?]
Hold up, yea
"Bro where Rich at?"

[Rich The Kid:]
Haha
These broke niggas keep talking
Yo bitch keep on stalking
Diamond on me, put em in a coffin (hold on)
Green money like Boston (wait)

[Famous Dex:]
I know you wanna join the wave
Wait, cool of, hey
Fuck yo little bitch with a brace
Can't fuck with them man they talk to the jakes (Oh man God Damn)

[Rich The Kid:]
Blue money like the wave
Goyard on me, I'm paid
I leave a mess on her face
New foreign on the escalade

[Famous Dex:]
I'm a just fuck on her friend
Young nigga, we setting trends
Rich forever, yea we win
Pull up in the Moz', nigga fuck a Benz

[Rich The Kid:]
She want a bag, I can buy that
Break her off like a Kit-Kat
Got a lay her down, Maserati was black
Try to ride the wave, get hit with a mac

They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break

[Famous Dex:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on my me, swear to God, I'll bring him down
 
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06.07.2010
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"New Wave"
(feat. MadeInTYO)
("The Rich Forever Way" Version)

"New Wave"
(feat. MadeInTYO)
("The Rich Forever Way" Version)



[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break
[Famous Dex:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on me, swear to God, I'll bring ya down

[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Rich Forever getting paid
Broke rappers in they feelings, they hate
Real diamonds on me, biting them straight
[Famous Dex:]
All these rappers turning fu
They just wanna learn the moves
I got them hundreds, they blue
I spent a grip on my shoes
[Rich The Kid:]
He got signed, but that nigga got dropped
Audemar, that's a house on my watch
Came from nothing, now they want me to stop
Rings on me, I had holes in my socks
[Famous Dex:]
I remember in the days
Young used to have them braves
Swear to God I jump a gate
30 yeah right on my waist, might just catch a case

[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break
[Famous Dex:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on me, swear to God, I'll bring ya down

[MadeinTYO:]
They tryna copy the wave
Bankrolls on the way
Takashi painting in the hallway
Beat chopping like a blade
Fresh fade like I'm Blade
M&M renegade
Turning up with the shades
Feeling like Johnny Cage
Ooh, yeah, uh, uh
That's what work look like
Gettin' top on the sight
Freaky bitch wanna bite
You better bust it lil baby
Eat that lil pussy like gravy
Hop in the Audi, go brazy
Hop out the Audi, go brazy
Two flights out to Cali
Three bitches in the valley
Four racks in Bally's
Maybach no Ross
Chicken nugget with the sauce
When you're rich fuck the cost
Ooh, yeah, when you're rich fuck the cost

[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break
[Famous Dex:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on me, swear to God, I'll bring ya down

[Famous Dex:]
I walk right in the party
Red bottoms on, how you do that?
Wait, lemme call up Rozay
Hold up, yeah
"Bro where Rich at?"
[Rich The Kid:]
These broke niggas keep talking
Yo bitch keep on stalking
Diamonds on me, put em in a coffin
Green money like Boston
[Famous Dex:]
I know you want join the wave
Wait, cool off, hey
Fuck your little bitch with her braids
Can't fuck with them, man they talk to the jakes
[Rich The Kid:]
Blue money like the wave
Goyard on me, I'm paid
I leave a mess on her face
New foreign on the Escalade
[Famous Dex:]
I might just fuck on her friend
Young nigga, we setting trends
Rich Forever, yeah we win
Pull up in the Masi, nigga fuck a Benz
[Rich The Kid:]
She want a bag, I can buy that
Break her off like a Kit-Kat
Gotta lay her down, Maserati was black
Try to ride the wave, get hit with a MAC
 
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06.07.2010
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"Night Time"

"Night Time"


[Hook: Quavo]
Night time night, night time night
Night time night, night time night
Bring the goons out, Bring the woolies out
Bring the shooters out, bring the uzis out
Night time night, night time night
Night time night, night time night
Bring the goons out, Bring the shooters out
Bring the woolies out, bring the uzis out

[Verse 1: Quavo]
All my niggas keep that Arma 15 in the club
That's that Mario Chalmers
Bet I pull the roolie
Bet I pull the Uzi
If you run up on me sun that chopper it gon' do you
My niggas don't play soccer, so we don't like to kick it
My niggas play with calculators, numbers, and lil' tickets
My niggas keep the carbon, birds singing just like Marvin
Night time with the wooly find you in the morning

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Offset]
Night night, them goons don't move in daylight
You trying to get hit with the K right?
Them goons gonna shoot for a low price
Aimin' at your potato
Beat a nigga up like I'm Cato
Italian plug named Fredo
All white bricks look like mayo
Lose your life, you gon' lose your life
Pull out that big white chopper with the knife
Cut you up, you look like pizza slice
We don't give a fuck
You can roll the dice, try your luck
Bring them choppers up
Don't think you too big to get touched

[Hook]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Nintendo"

"Nintendo"


[Jay Critch:]
Hey, hey
Damn, ayy
Hold up

[Jay Critch:]
New coupe, lane switch though
Couple bands on the fit though
I'ma go and get the wrist froze
Hey, chains shine like a disco
Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold
Pull up stuntin' with a rich ho
[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, she playin' games like Nintendo
I was trappin' out the bando
She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze
Ayy, two seater, no four door
I was runnin' from the five-oh
Kick a bitch out the back door

[Jay Critch:]
Remember runnin' out the back door
I need all the pounds, where it's at though?
We was broke, where was you at though?
Me and bunny was juggin' them packs though
We was doin' a lot for the green
In the telly she suckin' up seed
In the telly, her head in the sheets
Shawty came through just to eat
They like why he got spikes on his feet?
They like is that LaRon on the beat?
Me and Vic had to Balmain the jeans
Hit a lick, I ran off with the cheese
She keep suckin' me up, she a skeeze
I'ma pass her off to kilo
Niggas trappin', moving kilos
My niggas stickin' to the G code

[Jay Critch:]
New coupe, lane switch though
Couple bands on the fit though
I'ma go and get the wrist froze
Hey, chains shine like a disco
Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold
Pull up stuntin' with a rich ho
[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, she playin' games like Nintendo
I was trappin' out the bando
She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze
Ayy, two seater, no four door
I was runnin' from the five-oh
Kick a bitch out the back door

[Rich The Kid:]
Too many racks in my jeans
I broke the money machine
She was fuckin' for Celene
Trappin', break the triple beam
New wave, young niggas gettin' paid
Way too much Act with the Sprite
I need the racks in my life
IPhone and the beeper
I was trappin' out the bando
Kicking bitches out the back door
Give me top, now she got to go
The money keep liftin' my vans
She want the molly, she tan
She lick it right off my hand
She a freaky lil bitch
Did it again, now we rich
My niggas trappin' the bricks
I can teach you how to whip
Chains shine like disco
Throw the bitch out the window
She only want me 'cause my wrist froze
Count it up 'til the bank close

[Jay Critch:]
New coupe, lane switch though
Couple bands on the fit though
I'ma go and get the wrist froze
Hey, chains shine like a disco
Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold
Pull up stuntin' with a rich ho
[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, she playin' games like Nintendo
I was trappin' out the bando
She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze
Ayy, two seater, no four door
I was runnin' from the five-oh
Kick a bitch out the back door
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"No Ceilings"

"No Ceilings"


That Boy Cassius
Rich!!!

[Hook:]
Money racked up nigga,
Ima fuck can't kiss em
Look at the rocks of my bezel,
Ima flex with No resting,
I don't fuck wit you niggas
You can't trust these bitches, had to grind
For my riches, riding round with no ceilings [x2]

Ima fuck but can't kiss em,
riding round with no Ceilings,
purple dripping out the ceiling
I was broke I had to get it,
you can't trust these Bitches,
they said I wouldn't make a millie,
From the rari' to the Bentley throwing money out
The ceiling, Rich the kid diamond chain,
bitch fucking for the fame,
got a hoe look like Kim K we can make a Movie like Ray J,
wake up I dab in Burberry pull up Right now in a rolls Royce,
flexin on purpose got no choice

[Hook:]
Money racked up nigga,
Ima fuck can't kiss em
Look at the rocks of my bezel,
Ima flex with No resting,
I don't fuck wit you niggas
You can't trust these bitches,
had to grind for my riches,
riding round with no ceilings [x2]

I was broke I had to run it up, run it up,
she don't speak no English She a foreigner,
I had my wrist in the water,
go to the trap is a order look at the Rollie a big face,
I give a fuck bout a court case,
I got the purple I sip straight,
roll up and I pour me a whole 8th,
I ain't gon buy her no Louboutin,
she loving the back of the Bentley,
Look at my necklace its water,
riding the Rari' no charger,
she gon ride That dick like six flags,
Ima break that bitch dirty kit Kat,
young nigga wrist gang make a come back
and I'm fresh out the cell where the cash at?

[Hook:]
Money racked up nigga,
Ima fuck can't kiss em
Look at the rocks of my bezel,
Ima flex with No resting,
I don't fuck wit you niggas
You can't trust these bitches,
had to grind for my riches,
riding round with no ceilings [x2]
 
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