Richer

Ayy, don't wake up, damn Marvel, you a deadbeat DJ Flare, make the money flare Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah Got the honor roll, my teacher said I was gon' be richer than y'all Count it up, check after check We gon' have to count it up again I got them shooters with me, right Point the finger, they gon' spin Meekles just dropped off the pack Met him at the Holiday Inn I get amazing top from my thot Left kind of on bottom of a chain I put the dog on the market I know I'm not talkin' Frenchies I'm orderin' cases in 1942 Cause all we drink is Remy Quit runnin' your dick suckers Cause I'm about the life Don't make me cop back the Simmons Stuffin' all this dirty money in my pockets My designer jeans, didn't you I took a lil' bassie, lil' bitch And turned her into a princess All these princess cuts in her chain She on fire like a chimney We got biscotti rolled in the gar We need a fire truck to put it out If it ain't VVS, sis Then I'm puttin' paneers in my mouth Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah Got an honor roll My teacher said I was gon' be richer than y'all Take a picture Ten thousand pesos in a art gallery One week distributed milk Made your whole year a salary Movin' weight in a truck state No more, losin' calories Demon movin' like the strike of lightning I'm bout to tackle the speed Fittin' all, give you a nosebleed Tupac with a nose ring Dolce & Gabbana from head to feet Ortiz, I'm in a major league F & N and the Draco on me Travelin' from Chicago to Pankakee Nothin' less than an eighth of key, yeah Forget about Chanel, she exotic Call me Elon Musk, I'm on a rocket Fifty to a hundred, double the profit Keep my haters, I'm on with the silence They all dead, the motor divides 3KG, that's my shotta, yeah Yeah, 3KG, that's my shotta Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah Got the honor roll, my teacher said I was gon' be richer than y'all Put the raw in the sport, yeah You a lame like a dork, yeah I cook cane with a fork, yeah I get brains from a whore I learned that from my uncle, yeah We was raised up poor, yeah Got the honor roll, my teacher said I was gon' be richer than y'all