RichMoney (feat. Menace)

Yeah, rich money get dough, white forces like coke You niggas blowin' boof smoke, while I'm puffin' on exotic While you flexin' to the bitch, but she know you don't got it While you niggas actin' tough, knowin y'all don't want no problems She want me, in her to guts, cause she know I'm gettin' dollas Yeah, I got a lot of bitches, yeah, them hoes call me Poppa And I got a lot of sons, I can f*ck these niggas' mommas Rich money, mud walkin' off the wock Rip lil' keed, told my nigga, kick the cup It's a lot of pain in his heart, so he can't give it up Make it rain on the bitch when I pull up to the club She got A lot of ass, tell her, go and f*ck it up Now I'm gettin' money, so they wanna show love I ain't fuckin' with you niggas Let a nigga think he tookie, Glock tucked that go for bullies, and op niggas too Why these niggas ridin' around broke, why shit cool We the niggas gettin' chipped, fool Try to play us like we under who Pull up, bring a hunnid through Chrome hearts when I'm in the mood Ran through Neimans in givenchy shoes I can change this bitch' life, but would I do that Of course I got a gun in the party, I thought you knew that Playin' with the big bad wolf, will get you blew back And you keepin' dumbass pills, cause we don't do that We ain't on that Yeah, we got the trap jumpin', told my bitch She not welcome unless she pack some Eleven hunnid goin' on lows, we finna stack some Flordia plug, hit my line, like keep them packs comin Ooh, bitch, I'm a bad dude, if I broke Hatin' on niggas, shit, I be mad too Drop this bitch off from the front and call it bad news Why my feet red, lil' nigga Cause I got mad blues Pass who, nigga, it's 200 on my dash too Baby seen them pointers, now she tryna get attached too F*ck it lil' bitch, just keep rubbin' on my tattoos Chase bussers, baby, we can go and get a bag too RichMoney