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I'm like watch my wrist
Keep my gun, my stick
I might f***, ya b****
And my palms, they itch
Hot just like a stove, niggas just wanna get rich
Ain't talking bout a stove when they come and rock, yo s***
Knock his b**** Off
Got em Pissed off
Foreign whip, exhaust
Diamonds drip in frost
B**** I'm with the s***s
Niggas pull up dripping sauce
Pull up dripping voss
I got rich, ha
That rolley don't tick tock
Feel like Rick Ross
Don't clock out b****I'm the boss
Lotta sticks and glocks
Can't afford a loss
Used to whip Ford
F*** that if I want some more, it cost
What's the score
These days niggas get lost
Each day deeper involved
Each way niggas gon talk
Ebay trapping it all
Remember days niggas ran to the pawn shop for a zip of gelato
Remember days niggas ran to the pawn shop just to pay off a car note
These days I wake up with a f****n check I ain't even working a job tho
Look up to the sky ain't enough praise I can give my God tho
Lightskin shawty what you call that Mulatto
So many O's in my bank account like I hit the lotto
Blowing so many O's like its legal like I live in Nevada
My life is a movie like we in the regal getting money the motto
Been working so long this shit was a project like 3D model
I can take any b**** out of the projects and turn her to a model
Hey, I do this s*** I done said it so many times
I done got me a quarter done been thru so many dimes
And I know that she pulling up on me anytime, anytime
Watch This
I'm like watch my wrist
Keep my gun, my stick
I might f***, ya b****
And my palms, they itch
Hot just like a stove, niggas just wanna get rich
Ain't talking bout a stove when they come and rock, yo s***
Knock his b**** Off
Got em Pissed off
Foreign whip, exhaust
Diamonds drip in frost
B**** I'm with the s***s
Niggas pull up dripping sauce
Pull up dripping voss
Yictitan - Get Rich Lyrics
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I'm like watch my wrist
Keep my gun, my stick
I might f***, ya b****
And my palms, they itch
Hot just like a stove, niggas just wanna get rich
Ain't talking bout a stove when they come and rock, yo s***
Knock his b**** Off
Got em Pissed off
Foreign whip, exhaust
Diamonds drip in frost
B**** I'm with the s***s
Niggas pull up dripping sauce
Pull up dripping voss
I got rich, ha
That rolley don't tick tock
Feel like Rick Ross
Don't clock out b****I'm the boss
Lotta sticks and glocks
Can't afford a loss
Used to whip Ford
F*** that if I want some more, it cost
What's the score
These days niggas get lost
Each day deeper involved
Each way niggas gon talk
Ebay trapping it all
Remember days niggas ran to the pawn shop for a zip of gelato
Remember days niggas ran to the pawn shop just to pay off a car note
These days I wake up with a f****n check I ain't even working a job tho
Look up to the sky ain't enough praise I can give my God tho
Lightskin shawty what you call that Mulatto
So many O's in my bank account like I hit the lotto
Blowing so many O's like its legal like I live in Nevada
My life is a movie like we in the regal getting money the motto
Been working so long this shit was a project like 3D model
I can take any b**** out of the projects and turn her to a model
Hey, I do this s*** I done said it so many times
I done got me a quarter done been thru so many dimes
And I know that she pulling up on me anytime, anytime
Watch This
I'm like watch my wrist
Keep my gun, my stick
I might f***, ya b****
And my palms, they itch
Hot just like a stove, niggas just wanna get rich
Ain't talking bout a stove when they come and rock, yo s***
Knock his b**** Off
Got em Pissed off
Foreign whip, exhaust
Diamonds drip in frost
B**** I'm with the s***s
Niggas pull up dripping sauce
Pull up dripping voss
I'm like watch my wrist
Keep my gun, my stick
I might f***, ya b****
And my palms, they itch
Hot just like a stove, niggas just wanna get rich
Ain't talking bout a stove when they come and rock, yo s***
Knock his b**** Off
Got em Pissed off
Foreign whip, exhaust
Diamonds drip in frost
B**** I'm with the s***s
Niggas pull up dripping sauce
Pull up dripping voss
I got rich, ha
That rolley don't tick tock
Feel like Rick Ross
Don't clock out b****I'm the boss
Lotta sticks and glocks
Can't afford a loss
Used to whip Ford
F*** that if I want some more, it cost
What's the score
These days niggas get lost
Each day deeper involved
Each way niggas gon talk
Ebay trapping it all
Remember days niggas ran to the pawn shop for a zip of gelato
Remember days niggas ran to the pawn shop just to pay off a car note
These days I wake up with a f****n check I ain't even working a job tho
Look up to the sky ain't enough praise I can give my God tho
Lightskin shawty what you call that Mulatto
So many O's in my bank account like I hit the lotto
Blowing so many O's like its legal like I live in Nevada
My life is a movie like we in the regal getting money the motto
Been working so long this shit was a project like 3D model
I can take any b**** out of the projects and turn her to a model
Hey, I do this s*** I done said it so many times
I done got me a quarter done been thru so many dimes
And I know that she pulling up on me anytime, anytime
Watch This
I'm like watch my wrist
Keep my gun, my stick
I might f***, ya b****
And my palms, they itch
Hot just like a stove, niggas just wanna get rich
Ain't talking bout a stove when they come and rock, yo s***
Knock his b**** Off
Got em Pissed off
Foreign whip, exhaust
Diamonds drip in frost
B**** I'm with the s***s
Niggas pull up dripping sauce
Pull up dripping voss
Writer: Skye Parham
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