Rich The Kid

[fox69]

"Dancin' On Me"
(feat. Jeremih)

"Dancin' On Me"
(feat. Jeremih)



[Hook - Jeremih:]
Where you want to start, [?] been waiting
If it's wings on that ass, don't you want to get it
With them hands to the maker [?]
You don't understand, if you're fly we'll take you
Dancing on me
Why you want it, dancing on me
I won't leave
All I know is you're right here for me

[Verse 1 - Rich The Kid:]
In love with a stripper, leaving the trap and I'm bringing the Benji
The bricks in the engine, drink in the kitchen
Cuffing a ho but your bitch come up missing
But fuck all your feelings She dancing on me, cause my chain on Guwop
Nigga so icy
Feels good to be rich in a rari
Came up from the bottom, my pockets so stuffed

She working, I know she deserve it
Red bottoms, she run with the burkin
Remi and Persian
Young nigga I ride in the maybach with curtains
I'm gonna [?] ass, while throwing that cash
And she whipping that Jag
All I know is you right here for me

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Rich The Kid:]
Back then I was broke but now that I'm rich
Me and your bitch, we making a flick
(Right here, right now)
Young rich nigga, I'm in love with the trap house
She a fool with it, the way that she climbing that pole
She know that I'm famous bought momma a bentley I finally made it
Hurricane, the kitchen they doing their thang
Pick up my bitch from the border
VVS diamonds, it looks like the water
She done dream about red bottoms, know she got em
Hundred bands cash in my robbins
All the hoes want a young rich nigga
In the back of the Bentley I'm counting

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Dat Way"
(feat. Migos)

"Dat Way"
(feat. Migos)



[Quavo:]
Yo, yeah, Dat Way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts

Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain't heard, you niggas ain't heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli's
It's time to go splurge, It's time to go splurge

Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
The plug pull up on me anyday
He told me pull up to his mansion alone
And don't come in with all that gun play

Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Takeoff:]
Double park, double park, parallel park
Then I pick up that Backwood and spark
So many artist can't even say "welp I done picked up the flow", I don't know where to start
Shopping cart when I go pick up my narcs
So many animals like Noah's Arc
Hop on the chart and I pop me a percocet, pour me a fo' befo' it even depart
I land in Cali, my plug pull up on me with pints of the Act, I don't want no Wockhardt
Make your hoe ride along with me
Got unfinished business, got me feeling like Kevin Hart
Back up, that camera pop out when I park
I got that Draco, come out after dark
Niggas going to act like they 'bout that life till you pull up on them, see that it's not in their heart
This nigga just think he the coolest, a groupie he puttin on a act like he shooting a movie
Kicked them with fashion, I'm talking my dab and they thought it was Newton, then you must be stupid
Trick that bitch make her trap for me like Lucy
We got the keys to the street, I gotta use it
Pull up in my mansion, the crib is extended
The bitches, my nigga, I'm feeling like Pookie
Dat Way, dab at the runway
Got me running to the M&M's, I'm thinking it's a rat race
Ya main bitch on backpage
I pull up with a 'Yonce Lemonade
Niggas performing up at the Barclays
[?]
I been trapping, it's a long day
We the ones that brought these niggas to the game

[Quavo:]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain't heard, you niggas ain't heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli's
It's time to go splurge, It's time to go splurge

Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Rich The Kid:]
Dat Way
My bitch is bad and boujee
Calabasas, I was trapping in Coogi
Blue cheese drop a 50 in Gucci
Wipe my red bottoms down like I'm Boosie
Dat Way
We could make a movie like a matinee
In the kitchen with the white like mayonnaise
Pull up on the plug like Dat Way
This for the culture, stay with the bird like a vulture
Play with my niggas, put you on a poster
Dat Way
Maserati matte black, getting head on a good day
When I go get the new Bentley I just wanna flex on my bitch, she a bird
Yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Tunechi

[Quavo:]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain't heard, you niggas ain't heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli's
It's time to go splurge, It's time to go splurge

Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

 

[fox69]

"Days Of The Week"
(feat. MangoFoo)

"Days Of The Week"
(feat. MangoFoo)



[Takeoff:]
I got a truck load pulling in, dropping off bricks on Monday
My Breitling cost a nigga mortgage, only wear red rubans on a Tuesday
I fuck up the interstate Wednesday
Feds looking for me Thursday
Pound of that crack and I'm smoking I'm smoking, my plug [?] like it's Friday
Trapper turned rapper, I'm dabbing on camera
Saturday a show in Canada
You know a nigga putting God first
And when I wake up in the morning got to go to church
Now all my hard work get paid off
Got bout' fifty mansions, 20 lost
Double Maybach but no Ricky Ross
Niggas copying Cubans links but [?]
Nigga used to be break the bottom but now I'm at the top
[?] I'm beating the block
I can take a trip Brazil, no passport
I bought the bitch an Aston Martin, she ain't asked for it
Free my nigga jammed up, man I pray for him
Shout out my niggas that be running from the Task Force
12 kicking in the door, better go for it
Usain Bolt, nigga better run for it

[Offset:]
These bitches fucking on a young rich nigga of course
Licking all on my chestnuts, no Morris
Counting all of this money, got a nigga bored
Call a bitch tourist, she tryna' explore
I got a lot of M&M's, nigga that's plural
You nigga wanna' be a Migo, give a nigga a tutorial
Bald head jab, looking like it's Morpheus
Running from the tab, trafficking in [?]
Thumb through it young nigga
Thumb through it young nigga
Don't forget where you come, you used to be a bum nigga
You a sideline cheerleader, pom pom nigga
Talking bout' you seen it all, then what the fuck you done nigga
I did been arrested, a felon, a failure
We run up in your house, we sell the gold, and then we sailing
Everything went great, until a nigga caught a case
I never been to prison, God told me don't make mistakes
We were broker than a motherfucker, son had to shake
I didn't want a fucking job, cause' your grad used to rake
When it's late, mask on my face, 9 on my waist
If a nigga broke, I beat him with a pistol, Anime

[Mango Foo:]
Offset he gone' beat him with a pistol, Anime
Mango the Foo, I'll beat the nigga, Jason face
I was gone' for a minute cause' a nigga caught a case
Now, I'm finna' get M&M'S, don't call me Dr. Dre
All of my niggas, we kicking doors for a long time
We been trapping 20 years, still broke wrong grind
Migo Gang is the family, we working at there like the phone line
Trapping and capping, shoot up the spot like Columbine
Rapping and trapping, my niggas living in a mansion
Pull out the camera, my niggas all about the action
The way that we punking, these niggas thinking we are Ashton
Pull out the.44 on a pussy nigga the magnum
Riding around the city, presidential its a Phantom
My plug playing with the white girl, Dakota Fanning
The AR Chopper bullet hit him like Steve Manning
Flipping these niggas like you trying out for gymnastics
I got these bricks in the fender, I might get charged with a trafficking
Mango the Foo, bitch I be fresher than a mannequin
I'm all in Peru, but how my plug is an Italian
Safari Giuseppe, it got me walking like an African

 

[fox69]

"Designer Drugs"
(feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

"Designer Drugs"
(feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)



[Quavo:]
Drugs, Drugs [x8]

I put a mill in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict
Percocet, molly, and xanax
I feel like I land on the planet
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I put a mill in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict
Percocet, molly, and xanax
I feel like I land on the planet
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs

I put a four in a liter
I used to trap out of Regal
My mom used to trap off the beeper
I look at the Molly and eat them
I am all of narcotics
All of my bitches exotic
You niggas drinking on Watson [?]
I keep the chopper for plotting
I keep the white like cotton
Look at your pot, it's rotten
We never going in a drought
Junkies coming in and out
I used to run in your house
Wrapping up you and your spouse
I used to be sleep on the couch
And now I cash out, no amount
I pop a perc and then I'm out
I spent 2 million on a house
Run the money up like a route
Sober niggas out of style
Cobra niggas get the power
50 thousand for the style
I'm in the Coupe with no miles
Balling like Darius Miles
If you want a drug, I'm all you need to pull up right now
I pop it off feel like a ghost
My niggas doing the most
I'm never gone' set up my folks
I got more sand than the coast

I put a mill in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict
Percocet, molly, and xanax
I feel like I land on the planet
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I put a mill in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict
Percocet, molly, and xanax
I feel like I land on the planet
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Slipping, cripping drinking blood
Shawty bust
Shawty on a school bus
I think I'm on everything but the dust
Itching like a junkie when I'm on tuss
I pop a perk and the Vicodin
Grab me a Fanta, I'm spiking it
Dab in designer, they biting it
I hit the mall and the pharmacist
These broke niggas drinking on Qualitest
I takeoff on drinking on Actavis
Hope they free my nigga Set in the set
Fly like a plane with a Louis baggage
Curling Backwoods step up to the [maximum]
Plug on the designer drugs and on Texas
Step on a brick in Givenchy
Moving slow, drinking Breast Cancer
I pop a test, jumping a test
Put down a brick, served a pedestrian
So many bricks, they think I'm a menace
Put on my reading glasses with finesse
Hold on the white, she gave me becky
Pop the pussy like a Smith and Wesson
Fucked that lil' bitch at the Westin
I'm on the swan, extra [?]

[Quavo:]
I put a mill in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict
Percocet, molly, and xanax
I feel like I land on the planet
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I put a mill in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict
Percocet, molly, and xanax
I feel like I land on the planet
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs
I'm on designer drugs, on designer drugs, on designer drugs

 

[fox69]

"Did It Again"

"Did It Again"


[Jay Critch:]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech
I be ballin' like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it's on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech
I be ballin' like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it's on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

I seen that cash from afar
I go to work for them bands, see the scars
My weed make you dance with the stars
Supersize my pockets, I'm living large
McQueen gold on the scarf
My shooters come out after dark
I been 730 from the start
It's KD, yeah that young boy go hard
I came through it all in designer
These bitches on me like piranhas
My bitch a G, she'll align ya
They like goddamn where you find her
Ass so fat gotta climb her
Ass so fat gotta climb her
I'ma fuck that girl then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin' up like reminders
Niggas folding up like a binder
Ain't no holding up, I'm on fire
I be ballin' out, 49ers
I be boolin' out like recliners
We gon' shoot it out when we find ya
I'ma stack it up like a diner
I'ma stack it up like the diner
No I stack it up like the waffle house
With this ho we got nothing to talk about
I'ma hit it then tell her to walk it out
I wanna talk to this guap when I'm talking now
All my niggas keep yops and we walk around
All my niggas talkin' them digits
Baby I talk it, I live it
How he ballin', girl he moving his pivot
Told Vic pull up with some bitches
Got the Henny in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
They gon' do it for the buzz
I know she gon' give it up

Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Bitch I'm smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em crips

Wear the Balmain like a Nike check
I be ballin' like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it's on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Rich The Kid:]
Bitch I be ballin' like Mike and them
Way too much Act, get a Sprite for him
Fuck her one time, bought the ho a Benz
I'm breaking her off, tell her bring her friends
Fuck up a check, I got plenty
You mad cause your pockets is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a Bentley
She suckin' me up and I bust on her titty
The roof went missing again
Racks on me, walk around with a ten
They hating on you, they don't want you to win
Rich forever, we done did it again

[Jay Critch:]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Bitch I'm smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em crips

Wear the Balmain like a Nike check
I be ballin' like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it's on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

 

[fox69]

"Different Colors"

"Different Colors"


These hoes tricking made a fucker wear a rubber
Sipping actavis cup of muddy trouble
Run them bands up I can make it double
Still flexing got my diamonds different colors
Different colors, Different colors
Chains, Rings, Colors
Different colors, Different colors
Watch, Different colors

Chains, Watch, Different Colors
I been fucking with your baby mother
Lambo or the Wraith, Two different colors
Look at my diamonds they dancing, Canary
Muddy trouble cup of codeine scary
Watch, brand new chain
I'm in Hollywood, don't need no brain
White, I've been fucking with the same color
I done made it off of baking soda
No iPhone I'm still trapping off this Motorola
Work, Whole lot
Two different color bitches in the same spot

These hoes tricking made a fucker wear a rubber
Sipping actavis cup of muddy trouble
Run them bands up I can make it double
Still flexing got my diamonds different colors
Different colors, Different colors
Chains, Rings, Colors
Different colors, Different colors
Watch, Different colors

Purple I don't sip no other colors
I know these bitches wishy washy, I can't fucking trust them
Pinky Ring [?] but this the same color
Bitches stripping in the kitchen why the fuck you cuffing
All my niggas 100 I can't change on them
She want a nigga with some chains on them
Freaks, pass them to my brother
Got a situation he gone switch and fuck them
All her shoes same color she want red bottoms
Bitch, you got a fucking problem
And I'm still counting more commas
All my bitches different colors give a fuck about them

These hoes tricking man fucker wear a rubber
Sipping actavis cup of muddy trouble
Run them bands up I can make it double
Still flexing got my diamonds different colors
Different colors, Different colors
Chains, Rings, Colors
Different colors, Different colors
Watch, Different colors

 

[fox69]

"Dirk Nowitski"
(feat. Young Dolph)

"Dirk Nowitski"
(feat. Young Dolph)



[Quavo:]
It's nothing but getting money niggas with me
Nothing but getting money niggas with me
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
It's nothing but getting money niggas with me
Nothing but getting money niggas with me
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki

41 shots, Dirk Nowitzki
Whole bunch of chickens in the ceiling
All my rich hood niggas feel me
Pull out banana, get to peeling
15 Vince Carter on the wing
17 five for a wing
Every time my fucking phone ring
Asians and China speak Chinese
Bad bitches in the VIP please
Hundred racks on my chain sneeze
I'm sick, 40 thousand rich
Quavo took your bitch
Sliding in that six

It's nothing but getting money niggas with me
Nothing but getting money niggas with me
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
It's nothing but getting money niggas with me
Nothing but getting money niggas with me
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki

[Young Dolph:]
Trapping out a mansion, choppers in the bando
Smoking strong, doing donuts in that Lambo
11th grade in the lunch line with a bankroll
I fucked your bitch from the back without my chains on
And my shades on
Then I sent her home
Cartier frames match the presidential Rollie
I drink promethazine because it taste good with what I'm smoking
I told your bitch take off her shoes 'fore she jumps in my car
Getting head, counting money that's my favorite part
A million dollars worth of cars in the front yard
I keep real niggas with me everywhere I go
20 foreigns back to back in a row

[Quavo:]
It's nothing but getting money niggas with me
Nothing but getting money niggas with me
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
It's nothing but getting money niggas with me
Nothing but getting money niggas with me
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki
Sipping on Texas, Dirk Nowitzki

 

[fox69]

"Dirty"
(feat. Jose Guapo)

"Dirty"
(feat. Jose Guapo)



[Takeoff:]
Dirty, Dirty
Since I seen my first onion, I been counting filthy money fingers dirty
Grab that 2 liter Peach Crush and I contaminate that bitch until it's dirty
Never seen a bitch that looked that beautiful, but these diamonds she's really dirty
Can't trust a soul, don't know who be friend or foe, 12 killing niggas man this world is dirty, dirty
He think he shining but his diamonds really cloudy, he don't really know his jewelry really dirty, dirty
Moral of the story, got to keep your hands clean, nigga 12 can't wait to see 'em dirty

I been trapping out the bando all night, waiting for the pack to touchdown, man I hope that it ain't dirty
I been fucking with this bitch for a minute, took a trip and came back, man I hope that she ain't dirty
I be real nervous, hope that I don't get pulled over when I'm picking up them birdies, chameleons they riding dirty
Sipping on Codeine like it's water, wake up then piss in the morning looking at my piss like I've been drinking dirty
It's time to make a decision
Got to fuck one of these bitches
But I ain't gonna' roll the dice cause' I know all of these bitches they dirty
If he talking like he really 'bout it
I'm a' knock the money out his wallet
Give me the stick, I'm a' knock the [?] dirty
I been counting up this money since I was a youngin' in the bando bugging
20 50's graduated to the 100, that's why a nigga fingernails dirty
Free my boy Offset, free Mango the Foo, free John Wick
They ain't did shit
And they still sit
Don't do a show in Statesboro, they'll do you dirty

Dirty, Dirty
Since I seen my first onion, I been counting filthy money fingers dirty
Grab that 2 liter Peach Crush and I contaminate that bitch until it's dirty
Never seen a bitch that looked that beautiful, but deep down inside she's really dirty
Can't trust a soul, don't know who be friend or foe, 12 killing niggas man this world is dirty, dirty
He think he shining but his diamonds really cloudy, he don't really know his jewelry really dirty, dirty
Moral of the story, got to keep your hands clean, nigga 12 can't wait to see 'em dirty

[Jose Guapo:]
Riding 4 deep in the foreign and we riding dirty
If we get pulled over, we might get a 30
AR filtered with the beam, man the clip is dirty
She gone suck up the whole team, man this bitch is dirty
Pour a 4 inside a 20, man this bitch is muddy
I want a bitch that look like dime, counting dirty money
Most of these niggas they fake
Most of these niggas they dirty
That's why I just stay out the way
'Fore shit get real ugly

[Takeoff:]
Dirty, Dirty
Since I seen my first onion, I been counting filthy money fingers dirty
Grab that 2 liter Peach Crush and I contaminate that bitch until it's dirty
Never seen a bitch that looked that beautiful, but deep down inside she's really dirty
Can't trust a soul, don't know who be friend or foe, 12 killing niggas man this world is dirty, dirty
He think he shining but his diamonds really cloudy, he don't really know his jewelry really dirty, dirty
Moral of the story, got to keep your hands clean, nigga 12 can't wait to see 'em dirty

 

[fox69]

"Dirty Stick"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay)

"Dirty Stick"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay)



[Hook: Quavo]
Young nigga hit juugs with that dirty stick
Watch me scrap the pot (skurt!) with that dirty stick
She a bad bitch, finesse you, now she dirty, bitch
Oh my God, young nigga I love that dirty stick
Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks
Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks
Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks
Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Young rich nigga keep a dirty ass stick
Finesse you out the pair with your [?], that's a dirty bitch
Cooking up the pie with that dirty ass stick
Pow, pow, pow, gggraow with the dirty stick
What's that in your cup? Man that's that dirty shit. (Lean!)
All my goons go crazy they be on that dirty shit
Ridin' round the city in a dirt ass Benz
Had to cut some niggas off, I had some dirty ass friends
32 dirty birds and they white, look like Michael Jackson
Try me with the fuck shit, then my animals attack 'em
Uncle Sam, had to tax 'em
Warren Sapp, quarterback sack 'em
Good gas, good cookie, sip the Green Bay I pack 'em

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'm mobbin', I'm working the pot with them dirty sticks
Got bino all up in the pot, whipping up 36
Like Grady and Fred G. Sanford I don't fuck with no dirty bitch
I lick on the molly and hit that bitch with that metal stick
Longway Hefner on a nigga they calling the boy your majesty
Them dirty sticks, them dirty sticks, young nigga come blast a bitch
You cuffing your bitch, I'm cuffing your bitch
We switch and we smash that shit
You talking bout racks, they stuffed in my MCM bag
They next to my dirty stick
Don't fuck with no rat, no snitch, get found in a ditch
Get hot with that dirty stick
We call for them birds, young nigga with dirty sticks
They same what to happen Bird and shit
Got hit with them dirty, dirty sticks and they were finessed by a bitch
Slim Dunkin on layup and shit, 3 amigos along with his shit
Took [?] to serve up a brick, instead of shopping we [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I be playing with them dirty birds like my name Jamaal
Pull up, hop out, I valet the Jag and Kamals'
Actavis that is my medicine
No internet but I'm connected to that white girl, Kevin Federline
Takeoff the vegetarian
I gotta have my lettuce and celery
I'm taking them trips to Beverly
I'm strapped with dirty artillery
The bando it got a dispensary
Lil mama she diggin' she feeling me
She told me she want to run round the lobby
I gave her a molly and left the club in the Ferrari
I'm pouring that dirty, that 40

[Hook]

 

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"Do The Math"

"Do The Math"


[Rich The Kid:]
Huh
The diamond way
You know what I'm sayin'
You know them diamonds everywhere boy
She with the shit though

I know she with the shit
I got a diamond wrist
White Madonna bricks
And I might blind your bitch
I look at your diamonds and laugh
I need a Rihanna motherfucker, she bad
I just be doin' the math
I put that shit on the dash
I know she with the shit
I got a diamond wrist
White Madonna bricks
And I might blind your bitch
I look at your diamonds and laugh
I need a Rihanna motherfucker, she bad
I just be doin' the math
I put that shit on the dash

[Jay Critch:]
New designer shit
Diamonds on me might blind a bitch
Now you can't find your bitch
Sucking me up, I might sign a bitch
I need water on the wrist, that's super cold
Shit look like the glacier
I poured water on my bitch, I hit it twice
Fuck around and erase her
Niggas sitting on the bench
Rich Forever ball out like the Pacers
Got a new bitch then replace her
Lot of purple, nigga play for the Lakers
You a lame Urkel boy, go get your cake up
Bad bitch, I'ma fuck up her makeup
Bad bitch, she just came from Jamaica
For that cash cliques, have you meeting your maker
Hey, new designer shit
Red bottoms when I step on the gas
Fetty monster got these bitches mad
Fuck Instagram, getting instant cash
Hey, hood fav had to hop in my bag
Was on the block, had to hop in the lab
Rode the bus, had to hop in the Jag

[Rich The Kid:]
I know she with the shit
I got a diamond wrist
White Madonna bricks
And I might blind your bitch
I look at your diamonds and laugh
I need a Rihanna motherfucker, she bad
I just be doin' the math
I put that shit on the dash
I know she with the shit
I got a diamond wrist
White Madonna bricks
And I might blind your bitch
I look at your diamonds and laugh
I need a Rihanna motherfucker, she bad
I just be doin' the math
I put that shit on the dash

I'm in the back
More cash, fuck a price tag
Give me top in the coupe
Two foreigns, gotta lift up the roof
Fuck what they think
They was sleeping, I was all in the bank
I might make her faint
Still leanin' on the pints of the drank
She with the shit, I fuck her sister
Suck on my dick but you kissed her
Boy you a shrimp
Bought the Masi, dropped the top like a temp
Diamond wrist now, I might take your bitch now
Hollywood, I hold my wrist out the whip now
Gotta bolt, this a Ghost
My bitch say I do the most
Keep the money extra close
They only hating 'cause they broke
I might take her to the trap again
My diamonds they straight from the Africans
She look like Rihanna, she with the shit
I'm flexing around with the baddest bitch

I know she with the shit
I got a diamond wrist
White Madonna bricks
And I might blind your bitch
I look at your diamonds and laugh
I need a Rihanna motherfucker, she bad
I just be doin' the math
I put that shit on the dash
I know she with the shit
I got a diamond wrist
White Madonna bricks
And I might blind your bitch
I look at your diamonds and laugh
I need a Rihanna motherfucker, she bad
I just be doin' the math
I put that shit on the dash