Letra de Richbandit
So what are you on?
If it ain't static, why he lookin' like we wrong?
Who's still a tripper if you couldn't bring your gun?
If it ain't static, why he lookin' like we wrong?
Who's still a tripper if you couldn't bring your gun?
He jackin' flavors, nigga wanna be my sons
So who the fuck said we ain't welcome?
I'll be your trophy, on the game we finna shelf 'em
He wearin' Polo, USA, somebody help him
I don't complain, I'm thuggin' with the Carti Deltas
Stay at home, bae, I'ma buy shit, ain't no need to worry
Might fuck around and blow the Drake if I ain't got a perk
How we gon' beef? You ain't got Bentley and you sharin' shirts
On Instagram, he be the man, but nigga sharin' work
I'm safe crackin', I ain't postin', bring another chase
I prolly bled yo' big homie for this Prezzy face
Gon' prolly DOA my partner if he movin' strange
I'm off a Yerky, don't go pourin' me a cup of Ace
I need my neck there, it ain't workin', you gon' tear it off
Gon' book the plug, he bein' stiff, we need a better cost
How he a boss and bein' stingy? Get a better boss
That booty funny, it got work, I like it better soft
Ain't rich enough, you gettin' money if she give it up
Shit, we can fuck and maybe talk, just don't call it us
The bitch bad, but still then, I wouldn't pass the cup
How you a step-rig? It poppin' and you call it nuts
A rich bandit, Fendi duffel and it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Poochy's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
A rich bandit, Fendi duffel and it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Pucci's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
It's Remble, don't make no jokes around me
I'm like Rocket off of Colors, I might smoke somebody (ayy, I might smoke somebody)
Only fuckin' yourself off if you ain't listen to me
My lil' homie hit a Homer if I pitch you to him
Makin' chipper music (makin' chipper music)
Seen you drop your lil' track, we just ain't listen to it
The feets ain't handin' you no trap, you makin' pimpin' songs
And your bitch looked at me twice like she gon' risk it all
If you not ready for a beef, don't get my Crips involved (you not ready for it)
Grab the guys now, TGM and they might pick you off
And they gon' piss you off, free the whole hood (free the sack)
Wish y'all were home, brothers
Nigga act different when they incarcerate the pollbusters (on the hood)
Let's up a Glock about it, might have your block surrounded
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my city, I got locks around it (damn, homie)
Commercial burglary on jurors, I wasn't flockin' houses
The only time you got some chicken was from Waffle Houses (hit me)
A rich bandit Fendi duffle up for when it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Pucci's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
A rich bandit fiended up for when it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Pucci's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
So who the fuck said we ain't welcome?
I'll be your trophy, on the game we finna shelf 'em
He wearin' Polo, USA, somebody help him
I don't complain, I'm thuggin' with the Carti Deltas
Stay at home, bae, I'ma buy shit, ain't no need to worry
Might fuck around and blow the Drake if I ain't got a perk
How we gon' beef? You ain't got Bentley and you sharin' shirts
On Instagram, he be the man, but nigga sharin' work
I'm safe crackin', I ain't postin', bring another chase
I prolly bled yo' big homie for this Prezzy face
Gon' prolly DOA my partner if he movin' strange
I'm off a Yerky, don't go pourin' me a cup of Ace
I need my neck there, it ain't workin', you gon' tear it off
Gon' book the plug, he bein' stiff, we need a better cost
How he a boss and bein' stingy? Get a better boss
That booty funny, it got work, I like it better soft
Ain't rich enough, you gettin' money if she give it up
Shit, we can fuck and maybe talk, just don't call it us
The bitch bad, but still then, I wouldn't pass the cup
How you a step-rig? It poppin' and you call it nuts
A rich bandit, Fendi duffel and it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Poochy's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
A rich bandit, Fendi duffel and it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Pucci's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
It's Remble, don't make no jokes around me
I'm like Rocket off of Colors, I might smoke somebody (ayy, I might smoke somebody)
Only fuckin' yourself off if you ain't listen to me
My lil' homie hit a Homer if I pitch you to him
Makin' chipper music (makin' chipper music)
Seen you drop your lil' track, we just ain't listen to it
The feets ain't handin' you no trap, you makin' pimpin' songs
And your bitch looked at me twice like she gon' risk it all
If you not ready for a beef, don't get my Crips involved (you not ready for it)
Grab the guys now, TGM and they might pick you off
And they gon' piss you off, free the whole hood (free the sack)
Wish y'all were home, brothers
Nigga act different when they incarcerate the pollbusters (on the hood)
Let's up a Glock about it, might have your block surrounded
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my city, I got locks around it (damn, homie)
Commercial burglary on jurors, I wasn't flockin' houses
The only time you got some chicken was from Waffle Houses (hit me)
A rich bandit Fendi duffle up for when it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Pucci's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
A rich bandit fiended up for when it's full of cash
A hundred thousand ain't enough, I'ma spend it fast
Put her in Pucci's, swear I love a pretty bitch with ass
I ain't no trick, but I'll buy a pretty bitch a bag
