Bank Account big cause i been rich nigga
Give a f*ck about your mans he a little bitch nigga
Got big money need millions nigga
How the f*ck can i change when i came from nothing
How i get in your hoe and then i get to bustng
Activis ain't no tussin'
Freak night she get to roughing
I like playing with her hair too
Got a beam on the scope ain't scared of you
I love when they get to running
With a gangster little hoe and she bugging
She get to spraying and gunning
Inside her i get to coming
Big ass glock with a big ass stick
With some big ass shit that's gonna aim at your dome
Thought i told her i don't care about the bitch but she didn't hear me
So i left her alone
Sometimes i put on the flare pants and i mix it with the Rick Owen
What i got on my wrist man the issey miyake with the chrome
Told that hoe pick up the phone
Three more minutes and I'm gone
Last minute flight out to rome
I'm getting flown and blown
In the PJ she giving dome
I live life like i don't know what's wrong
Got a gun in my pocket
I was selling drugs in the school
And ain't nobody could stop it
praisezo - BEENRICH Lyrics
praisezo - BEENRICH Lyrics
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Bank Account big cause i been rich nigga
Give a f*ck about your mans he a little bitch nigga
Got big money need millions nigga
How the f*ck can i change when i came from nothing
How i get in your hoe and then i get to bustng
Activis ain't no tussin'
Freak night she get to roughing
I like playing with her hair too
Got a beam on the scope ain't scared of you
I love when they get to running
With a gangster little hoe and she bugging
She get to spraying and gunning
Inside her i get to coming
Big ass glock with a big ass stick
With some big ass shit that's gonna aim at your dome
Thought i told her i don't care about the bitch but she didn't hear me
So i left her alone
Sometimes i put on the flare pants and i mix it with the Rick Owen
What i got on my wrist man the issey miyake with the chrome
Told that hoe pick up the phone
Three more minutes and I'm gone
Last minute flight out to rome
I'm getting flown and blown
In the PJ she giving dome
I live life like i don't know what's wrong
Got a gun in my pocket
I was selling drugs in the school
And ain't nobody could stop it
Give a f*ck about your mans he a little bitch nigga
Got big money need millions nigga
How the f*ck can i change when i came from nothing
How i get in your hoe and then i get to bustng
Activis ain't no tussin'
Freak night she get to roughing
I like playing with her hair too
Got a beam on the scope ain't scared of you
I love when they get to running
With a gangster little hoe and she bugging
She get to spraying and gunning
Inside her i get to coming
Big ass glock with a big ass stick
With some big ass shit that's gonna aim at your dome
Thought i told her i don't care about the bitch but she didn't hear me
So i left her alone
Sometimes i put on the flare pants and i mix it with the Rick Owen
What i got on my wrist man the issey miyake with the chrome
Told that hoe pick up the phone
Three more minutes and I'm gone
Last minute flight out to rome
I'm getting flown and blown
In the PJ she giving dome
I live life like i don't know what's wrong
Got a gun in my pocket
I was selling drugs in the school
And ain't nobody could stop it
Writer: praise zo
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