g.k.b. fatz road2riches şarkı sözleri

I'm That nigga in a coupe Yea I been sliding dolo Got my niggas right behind me I'm who they doubling back for Brody got the 40 Im satisfied with the 44 Demons in my head Mann I cant take this shit no more Swerving on your block finna let a pussy have it That nigga talk that tough talk he ion even be in traffic The way I let it rip with no switch Automatic She say a nigga saucy when I step out it be drastic 95s on my feet Nike I just do it Saucy young nigga get the pussy and abuse it Money in my pocket I'm in love with them bluefaces I aint never had shit so bout that money imma chase it On the road to riches young trying to elevate Mind on a mill Baby chill Im trying to Paperchase Balling like Im kobe Got the herbs so just pull up Sell it gram by gram slow grind dont get jammed up Young nigga on the roaddd Young nigga on the road Young nigga on the roaddddddd Young nigga on the roaddd Young nigga on the road Young nigga on the roaddddddd I been on the road me and thang out hea switching lanes Brody caught a case den I got jammed n we aint say a thing Loyalty over everything thats what a nigga stand on Name in they mouth man I swear these niggas envy me Da can be my sons theyll never be no ken to me Focused on them riches young nigga finna ballout Youngin stacking paper I want that coupe Im finna cash out Young nigga on the roaddd Young nigga on the road Young nigga on the roaddddddd Young nigga on the roaddd Young nigga on the road Young nigga on the roaddddddd
Sanatçı: G.K.B. Fatz
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