Lyrics

I'm a rich nigga, you's a ho-ass dork I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts Stomp a nigga out in some Jumpman 4's Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force I'm a rich nigga, you's a ho-ass dork I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts Stomp a nigga out in some Jumpman 4's Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force Ran out of 'Woods, I don't got no more You know what that mean? I gotta hit the store Feelin' like that nigga when I walked in the door Run down with this choppa, send that nigga to the Lord I don't count money, that's what my bankteller's for And my credit score is a 774 Gas pack loud, so it's hard to ignore This cookie pack'll knock a nigga out, make him snore Jewelry on a nigga that you cannot afford Wrist look like water, like I got it at the shore I'm a rich nigga, you's a ho-ass dork I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts Stomp a nigga out in some Jumpman 4's Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force I'm a rich nigga, you's a ho-ass dork I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts Stomp a nigga out in some Jumpman 4's Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force
Writer(s): Frank Childress, Divjot Singh Anand Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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