Yea yea
Umm so real rich
Yea yea
(Trap)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I f*ck wid slimes
N I hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid sticks!
Free my dawgs
Who get chased by dem fleas
I mean da feds but
Dey wanted bread
But we on dem meds
Kno dem meds help to eas pain Juss wanna gain, U kan Keep all Dat fame
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Thought You was real now i jus Sit back and look at you
Alla the shit you jus told was lies, Keep a big stick nd i'm Bulletproof
Alla da bitches that hit me up dimess
Ian got time to play witchuu
But ima sit back inna Hellcat juss Look at these stacks compared to You
Real rich
Ian gotta Prove it
Do dash down I-20
Seen da blue lightss
Kno i had to it
Yeah i'm going Stupid
Popped a pilly, then
Ya kno im zooted, yea yea
Popped a pilly, then
Ya kno im zooted
And i had ta go f*cking stupid
For da 1 time then i came back
Nd got mine wid a glock 9
Wid a glock 9
Now it's my time yea
F*ck a line ima big dawg yea
Ima big boss yea
Im real rich kno dese niggas talk
Kno dey counterfeit
Kno im riding round spend a Check
Nd i'm riding round wit dese Benjamins
(Trapp)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I f*ck wid slimes
N i hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid
Sticks!
Free my dawgs
Who get chased by dem fleas
I mean da feds but
Dey wanted bread
But we on dem meds
Kno dem meds help to eas pain
Juss wanna gain, U kan Keep all Dat fame
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
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Yea yea
Umm so real rich
Yea yea
(Trap)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I f*ck wid slimes
N I hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid sticks!
Free my dawgs
Who get chased by dem fleas
I mean da feds but
Dey wanted bread
But we on dem meds
Kno dem meds help to eas pain Juss wanna gain, U kan Keep all Dat fame
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Thought You was real now i jus Sit back and look at you
Alla the shit you jus told was lies, Keep a big stick nd i'm Bulletproof
Alla da bitches that hit me up dimess
Ian got time to play witchuu
But ima sit back inna Hellcat juss Look at these stacks compared to You
Real rich
Ian gotta Prove it
Do dash down I-20
Seen da blue lightss
Kno i had to it
Yeah i'm going Stupid
Popped a pilly, then
Ya kno im zooted, yea yea
Popped a pilly, then
Ya kno im zooted
And i had ta go f*cking stupid
For da 1 time then i came back
Nd got mine wid a glock 9
Wid a glock 9
Now it's my time yea
F*ck a line ima big dawg yea
Ima big boss yea
Im real rich kno dese niggas talk
Kno dey counterfeit
Kno im riding round spend a Check
Nd i'm riding round wit dese Benjamins
(Trapp)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I f*ck wid slimes
N i hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid
Sticks!
Free my dawgs
Who get chased by dem fleas
I mean da feds but
Dey wanted bread
But we on dem meds
Kno dem meds help to eas pain
Juss wanna gain, U kan Keep all Dat fame
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Umm so real rich
Yea yea
(Trap)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I f*ck wid slimes
N I hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid sticks!
Free my dawgs
Who get chased by dem fleas
I mean da feds but
Dey wanted bread
But we on dem meds
Kno dem meds help to eas pain Juss wanna gain, U kan Keep all Dat fame
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Thought You was real now i jus Sit back and look at you
Alla the shit you jus told was lies, Keep a big stick nd i'm Bulletproof
Alla da bitches that hit me up dimess
Ian got time to play witchuu
But ima sit back inna Hellcat juss Look at these stacks compared to You
Real rich
Ian gotta Prove it
Do dash down I-20
Seen da blue lightss
Kno i had to it
Yeah i'm going Stupid
Popped a pilly, then
Ya kno im zooted, yea yea
Popped a pilly, then
Ya kno im zooted
And i had ta go f*cking stupid
For da 1 time then i came back
Nd got mine wid a glock 9
Wid a glock 9
Now it's my time yea
F*ck a line ima big dawg yea
Ima big boss yea
Im real rich kno dese niggas talk
Kno dey counterfeit
Kno im riding round spend a Check
Nd i'm riding round wit dese Benjamins
(Trapp)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I f*ck wid slimes
N i hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid
Sticks!
Free my dawgs
Who get chased by dem fleas
I mean da feds but
Dey wanted bread
But we on dem meds
Kno dem meds help to eas pain
Juss wanna gain, U kan Keep all Dat fame
Straight out da gutter
Keep on grinding on ma grind
Really all moving all dimes
Ar wid da baby nine 9
No i really almost Died
Watch who ya think gon Ride
Writer: Dorian Sanchez, Jacob Waters
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid