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Feel like Rich Homie, ooh, ooh, ooh Slide when we shoot Fuck 12, yeah, they took all my goons And the pain, yeah, ain't nothin' new Missionary VV's on the rose gold Yeah the kid young, but feel so old Streets so cold Back on the road, double cup need my Styrofoam Like a beautiful rose, she [?] Phone keep ringing, I guess the kid stay winnin' Tryna see if you're mine, you're wit' it Smokin' green no spinach First date let's kick it, it's good vibes so quick And we litty, and we [?] Thumb in her butt, yeah [?] We top floor at The Shard, sippin' Mai Tai's Two C's on the crep, uh I'm the last standing, count bands, arithmetic [?], but this stick gon' hit Fiends for the clout, they can gеt a fix Feel like Rich Homie, ooh, ooh, ooh Slide whеn we shoot Fuck 12, yeah, they took all my goons And the pain, yeah, ain't nothin' new Letras de canciones Water on water Free my bro Rich [?] You want the Coke ahora [?] From the boarder, put my youngest boy in the pack in the [?] Or a captain, I'm the captain We gon' pack 'em, wack him, yeah shells in the MAC, yeah Suit and tie for the opps, so tragic Blast it, pack it, packs I manage Leave a nigga turned a memory Uh, Glock carry dementia And when I plot in the lab, feel like Dexter I'm pullin' on her hair Exotic smoke imma exhale Just reload Dorchester, brick in the hotel She wit' me, she won't tell It was broke, or you make sells Or drive a squad, gather intel Feel like Rich Homie, ooh, ooh, ooh Slide when we shoot Fuck 12, yeah, they took all my goons And the pain, yeah, ain't nothin' new From Letras Mania