Richer

Got bandz, and you know that im havin it

Im drippin my **** designer kicks

I rock what I want, yeah im havin shit

Put cappin shit, and they got stop that shit

I drip so hard, know that you proud of it

They hatin, im back on my otha shit

They want me get back on that gutta shit

Im runnnin it up, I got dividends

Got bandz, and you know that im havin it

Im drippin my **** designer kicks

I rock what I want, yeah im havin shit

Put cappin shit, and they got stop that shit

I drip so hard, know that you proud of it

They hatin, im back on my otha shit

They want me get back on that gutta shit

Im runnnin it up, I got dividends

I get the packs on delivery

I get the cash, I got bands, I got ten of these

**** you know you ain't feelin me

Drippin like that, Drip on Set shit killin em

You ion even know what im steppin in

Drippin in swag, Drippin like what is these?

Nun of these **** not feelin me, cuz I can put them on they children

Im on my way to the telly man, So I can fuck onna bitch like I never did

I was just sippin on medicine, smokin that gas, and I wined up and fuck the bitch

Yesterday I was a alien, now today **** I woke up a citizen

Matter fact I am a president, I feel like I can just run a whole government

Got bandz, and you know that im havin it

Im drippin my **** designer kicks

I rock what I want, yeah im havin shit

Put cappin shit, and they got stop that shit

I drip so hard, know that you proud of it

They hatin, im back on my otha shit

They want me get back on that gutta shit

Im runnnin it up, I got dividends

Got bandz, and you know that im havin it

Im drippin my **** designer kicks

I rock what I want, yeah im havin shit

Put cappin shit, and they got stop that shit

I drip so hard, know that you proud of it

They hatin, im back on my otha shit

They want me get back on that gutta shit

Im runnnin it up, I got dividends

I just be ridin the coop and shit

Drivin on ruthless shit

I be on stupid shit

**** it's do or die, talkin bout homicide

My **** pull up they hittin ya brain

I got the choppa, I got the lama

I got the drop, them **** is dying

Shots really fired, **** is wired

I got them **** who fucked wit the coppas

That was you rattin, now you want static

You gon get hit for what happen on campus

Im never lackin, when im in traffic, **** I stay wit a four automatic

Tucked in my skinnies, not in my dickie

Cuz you know, imma young **** thats drippy

You ain't fuckin wit me, I just be winnin

Flow is more richer, I am that ****

Man of my city, while runnin these digits

Back I get paid, I spend half on my ****

Cuz im that ****, I got be realer

I gotta put all my dawgs in position

Got bandz, and you know that im havin it

Im drippin my **** designer kicks

I rock what I want, yeah im havin shit

Put cappin shit, and they got stop that shit

I drip so hard, know that you proud of it

They hatin, im back on my otha shit

They want me get back on my gutta shit

Im runnnin it up, I got dividends

Got bandz, and you know that im havin it

Im drippin my **** designer kicks

I rock what I want, yeah im havin shit

Put cappin shit, and they got stop that shit

I drip so hard, know that you proud of it

They hatin, im back on my otha shit

They want me get back on my gutta shit

Im runnnin it up, I got dividends