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Money falling over
Hoes coming over
World up on my shoulders
This a track', this not a rover
She say she want closure, she just
Now she can't get closer
None my niggas sober, they put fours inside they sodas
Money green like Yoda, I get more as I get older
Pockets heavy, told ya, I got knots as fat as boulders
Always keep your heater, 'cause the world just make you colder
My new bitch a diva, all I hang around is soldiers
All black like the reaper and my diamonds cold as polar
Black truck came with greeters, bitch, I ball like Dennis Schröder
Jeep it beat the Audi, bitch, yeah
Black shit, high as shit, hide ya bitch, yeah
Most of these niggas cost me, 'til they counterfeit, yeah
She gon' fuck with me, she know I'm 'bout my shit, yeah
She gon' fuck with me, she know I'm 'bout my shit, yeah
Can't nobody see us, bae, this whole fit undercover
He keep tryna save this hoe, he think he Danny Glover
Black truck came with greeters, bitch, I ball like Dennis Schröder
Jeep it beat the Audi, bitch, yeah
Black shit, high as shit, hide ya bitch, yeah
Most of these niggas cost me, 'til they counterfeit, yeah
She gon' fuck with me, she know I'm 'bout my shit, yeah
She gon' fuck with me, she know I'm 'bout my shit, yeah
Can't nobody see us, bae, this whole fit undercover
He keep tryna save this hoe, he think he Danny Glover
Thirsty hoes on molly, now they kissin' on each other
They gon' do what I say, 'cause I'm a young rich mother-
Rich ass, having ass, I be on some big shit
Niggas be out here telling on us they be on some pig shit
Goon say I should change my name cause bitch, I'm Really Rich
Nigga must be shooting in the air 'cause all he do is miss
Trackhawk, GT3, Corvette, R31, I'm really lit
Top floor, ain't nobody over us this really it
Nachos, niggas mad they stressing they really pissed
Ha-ha, laugin' to the bank, I'm really spinnin' shit
9.5, 6 to your lil' melon I bet it's gon' hit
They gon' do what I say, 'cause I'm a young rich mother-
Rich ass, having ass, I be on some big shit
Niggas be out here telling on us they be on some pig shit
Goon say I should change my name cause bitch, I'm Really Rich
Nigga must be shooting in the air 'cause all he do is miss
Trackhawk, GT3, Corvette, R31, I'm really lit
Top floor, ain't nobody over us this really it
Nachos, niggas mad they stressing they really pissed
Ha-ha, laugin' to the bank, I'm really spinnin' shit
9.5, 6 to your lil' melon I bet it's gon' hit
Every time I step inside that stu', bitch that's a another hit
A Fronto to the face to feel the pain I took another hit
If she come over, then it's not your bitch lil' bro, I bet I hit, yeah
Money falling over
Hoes come and go
World up on my shoulders
This a track', this not a rover
She say she want closure, she just
Now she can't get closer
None my niggas sober, they put fours inside they sodas
Money green like Yoda, I get more money as I get older
Pockets heavy, told ya, I got knots as fat as boulders
A Fronto to the face to feel the pain I took another hit
If she come over, then it's not your bitch lil' bro, I bet I hit, yeah
Money falling over
Hoes come and go
World up on my shoulders
This a track', this not a rover
She say she want closure, she just
Now she can't get closer
None my niggas sober, they put fours inside they sodas
Money green like Yoda, I get more money as I get older
Pockets heavy, told ya, I got knots as fat as boulders
Always keep your heater, 'cause the world just make you colder
My new bitch a diva, all I hang around is soldiers
All black like the reaper and my diamonds cold as polar
Black truck came with greeters, bitch, I ball like Dennis Schröder
Jeep it be the Audi, bitch, yeah
All kinds of women, the models, the no-life's, the hood rats, everything, we do it all, we don't
My new bitch a diva, all I hang around is soldiers
All black like the reaper and my diamonds cold as polar
Black truck came with greeters, bitch, I ball like Dennis Schröder
Jeep it be the Audi, bitch, yeah
All kinds of women, the models, the no-life's, the hood rats, everything, we do it all, we don't
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