Rich Talking (feat. BabyTron)

I ain't asking you to tip your hat

We got every weight class, come and pick your match

Bitch got a attitude, like hold on, fix your act

How the fuck is you a vintage pourer and never sipped no Act'?

You ain't really in to fast shit, you never drift no 'Cat

We know that lil' Charger, better go and tint your Scat

GRB enhancement in effect, I bet I get right back

O-double-S-L-T, on some shit like that

On some shit like that

GRB enhancement in effect, I bet I get right back

O double S LT on some shit like that

On some shit like that, on some shit like that

Pull up in the 'Cat, they like, damn I want some shit like that

Gave Saks Fith five thousand, that's why my fit like that

I threw a switchy on the Glock, that's why it spit like that

He was being a class clown on the net, the chop dismissed his ass

Forgot the Glock up at the crib, I'm finna stick his ass

My **** got more shit up out the pot than a Brillo pad

I got my shit and put it up, you would've spent your bag

I went to drop some shit for my bitch, with her expensive ass

Better wear a helmet, Cuddy hop out trying to temple tap

Lil' brody took the robber out, he trying to Bezel snatch

Pull up in that lamb silent, masked-up, Hannibal Lecter

Come and buy a 201 from us, we got scannable testers

I don't do the most UPSing, I'm a casual catcher

L after L, now the letter after the annual total

Scam master, I can automatic or manual socials

Fuck me up sometimes up in the head, like I'm actually global

Used to barely deuce, it fuck me up it's a six in the soda

On my lone wolf, I buckled down and tripped to Minnesota

Feeling like Lonzo on my bullshit

Dead guys in a fronto, why ain't the wood lit?

Draco hanging out the Pancho on my hood shit

Selling red in Chicago on my Bulls shit

This ain't no half a movie scene, this a full clip

****, real shit, yeah, come on

Just got another Scat, it's a used one, though

Slide down the block by myself using cruise control

Glock 21, bullets looking like some Tootsie Rolls

I just got two offers, 300K, and I refused them both

****, aye, who really want to do it, though?

Shots came so fast at his ass, it confused lil' bro

****, my streams a month look like computer codes

Drive T-Rex on somebody grass, lil' ****, we don't use the roads

I got two Glocks, but I ain't use them both

My shit keep going over they heads, man, I think I got a confusing flow

These **** be boosting like they put me on

I done made more money in this rap shit than your student loans

Feeling like Lonzo on my bullshit

Dead guys in a fronto, why ain't the wood lit?

Draco hanging out the Pancho on my hood shit

Selling red in Chicago on my Bulls shit