Rich Harvin - 321 Freestyle Lyrics

Damn, Joshua, take a play off
Rich Harvin, yeah, Fab 5
Bad bitch wanna be loyal, I'm a bad ass jit from Florida
Ride it like a Toyota, heart cold Minnesota
Chiefin' like I'm Sosa, whip a rover down in Cocoa
Pushin coca, no cola, fast money, no slow bucks
Pockets got a quota, turn a boy to Swiss cheese, no cold cuts
F*ckin' her before I know her, like, what's your name, love
Is it Tanya?
Or Sonya?
Your man broke, I'm on ya
Not guilty, I promise, I'm honest, your honor, just drop it
No hard feelings, but I never change
Not a wide receiver, why you try to throw the shade my way
I'm goin' hard, I'm in the paint, I'm makin' plays, yeah
Legends never die, but f*ck it, they still fade away
I'm tryin' to leave a major name in a major way
Nothin' I could take away, this is my Major Wright (Major right)
I'm writin' on some major pain
Let me do me, and maybe you should do the same
Don't merge and just stay in your lane
Yeah, Harvin
Gonna link up on the side, I'm on a ride
3-2-1-4-5, fab five, we outside
F*ck Instagram, we in the trap, live
Yeah, it's a rat trap
We gettin' cheese, like the blind mice, yeah
We the rat pack, it's a hellcat
F*ck a scat pack, you can scrap that
Puttin' money in the knapsack
Bag like a backpack, came with two straps, uh
Bad bitches, she loyal
All bills paid, she spoiled
It's dead opps, you can join them
He a made man, he royal
These real grills, not foil
How you change up like the oil
Not too many me's (Mini Me's), but rest in peace Verne Troyer
Brand new flow, Dolce Gabana
Hot boxin' with a bad bitch, Cubana
The Glock go ratata
Since I learned to count, I plead the fifth
Can never be no snitch
Can never switch up when I'm Rich
My first name, anyway, so we on the same shit
Uh, you payin' rent, but why we still f*ckin' the same bitch
Yeah, Rich Harvin
I don't need no cosign
This is not calculus
I feel like Boldy James
And Marquise is the alchemist
I keep it sweet with my bitch
But I'm still plottin' with my savages
I'm battin' a thousand, yeah
That is what my average is
Got to double count the money
And always check my averages
I'm not no mathematish-
I just really love to stack this shit
Rich Harvin, Frito-Lay's
I put all my chips in this
Got so many bricks and shit
That I could build a mansion with it
I swear I got so many whips
I make Danica Patrick drip
Hit it back, nasty flip
After I win again
Like Anthony Richardson
It's 3-2-1
Cause you know I'm a Florida jit
Harvin don't take no shit
I'm livin' the life you wish you is
Drip
The whip you want, I'm in it
Your dream bitch, I hit it
I'm f*ckin' model bitches in the Netherlands
Why you go Dutch with your bitch
On the bill, and split it
Oh, he can't pay?
I guess go do the dishes
Don't let that Timex get wet
That he bought you for Christmas
Harvin