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I'm the youngest, richest nigga in my city, turn me up I'm the youngest, richest nigga in my city, turn me up And I'm the youngest, richest nigga in my city, turn me up I got two hundred thousand hours in this Bentley truck And I just stopped at Citizens, pick my 50 up And I just sent her on a flight to pick her titties up And I ain't signed my deal yet, but I'm still rich When I look inside your eyes, I see real bitch Nigga, you act like a cop, you just like Will Smith I got murder on mind and I can't feel shit Whenever I see that rappin' nigga, I'ma score today Quarter million in all-hundreds look like 40K She like settin' niggas up, I told her, "Call my phone" I'ma give her five racks and tell me when he home It ain't about money, I don't give a F-U-C-K I just scored a touchdown, ODBJ In a Lamborghini truck with my Drac' on I bet her neighbors know my name like I'm Trey Songz Niggas think I fell off, I'm still getting paid I'ma aim this bitch at his chest, I'm tryna hit his face 'Cause I was taught to aim at his chest if you wanna hit his top Niggas rappin' like they ball and they really not And I'm the youngest, richest nigga in my city, turn me up I got two hundred thousand hours in this Bentley truck And I just stopped at Citizens, pick my 50 up And I just sent her on a flight to pick her titties up And I ain't signed my deal yet, but I'm still rich When I look inside your eyes, I see real bitch Nigga, you act like a cop, you just like Will Smith I got murder on mind and I can't feel shit
Writer(s): Anatoly Schetinkin, Jaquan Romeo-lee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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