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Yeah, uh Yeah, uh Rich forever Yeah, uh I thought about something like, something like Yeah, uh She want a rich nigga so I want a rich bitch I'mma need a couple twins on my wishlist I'mma need a couple twins on my wishlist I'mma need a couple bands from my You can't be scared to walk at night Run into me You got a baddie well she average to me You made a milli but that's average to me And you call it luxury it's average to me You can't be scared to walk at night Run into me You got a baddie well she average to me You made a milli but that's average to me And you call it luxury it's average to me Yeah I'm godlike I know that Jehovah sent me Bout to hit a lick I'm hopping out before they get me Shit got way too easy couple days ago was scraping pennies Now I look at Gucci stores as opposed to the JC Penney's Forbes list, fuck y'all list that shit does not offend me Long as the rest of the world knows I'm getting money NoDRAMA, getting money What we doing, getting money What we doing, getting money Everybody's getting money You can't be scared to walk at night Run into me You got a baddie well she average to me You made a milli but that's average to me And you call it luxury it's average to me You can't be scared to walk at night Run into me You got a baddie well she average to me You made a milli but that's average to me And you call it luxury it's average to me She want a rich nigga so I want a rich bitch I'mma need a couple twins on my wishlist I'mma need a couple twins on my wishlist I'mma need a couple bands from my mistress Band for band Can't go broke can't go 50s in the band for band In a year I'll probably get these letters from some fans Like Kelly I ain't calling you out but it's funny how You got rich and all you talk about is money now But I'm chilling, I ain't tripping, I ain't budging I'm just flipping all the gifts that I was given I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't a victim of stereotypically wanting a living instead of the misery I go to sleep every night, it's a dream to me, what the fuck bro What you think imma leave this shit up to luck bro I want to make a million dollars that's what's up bro NoDRAMA that's the army, yeah the tank Ain't no problem cause I know You can't be scared to walk at night Run into me You got a baddie well she average to me You made a milli but that's average to me And you call it luxury it's average to me You can't be scared to walk at night Run into me You got a baddie well she average to me You made a milli but that's average to me And you call it luxury it's average to me She want a rich nigga so I want a rich bitch I'mma need a couple twins on my wishlist I'mma need a couple twins on my wishlist I'mma need a couple bands from my mistress Yeah NoDRAMA
Writer(s): Kellaire Agenord Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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