MADE BY RICH GOD

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Spilled out right on her hand though

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Oooweee

Wockhardt drippin' on her nipple

I'm a playa type of ****, lil' ho, plain and simple

Tom Ford on my skin, got her showin' all her dimples

It's a box on the Glock, try me out, I won't miss you

Made by Rich God, nah, these ain't Gallery

Money I done spent at Louis, that's a doctor salary

I'm the type to slap security, if they ever handle me

It can be Tyson Fury, still diving in his teeth

Know what I'm sayin'? What you talkin' 'bout?

Catch me with three black bitches up in Waffle House

Got a bag full of za, they thought it was brussel sprouts

Why she all up in my face with that booty bussin' out?

Turn her out

I'm a qua qua sipper, Don Wraith whipper

Buddy somewhere in the sky, last **** played with us

Drip!

Any leftovers, know the Lord savin' 'em

Shawty asking, "Have you ever?" Sound like Ray J sister

Broke my toe standing on the business

Seen lil' bro get forty years, he couldn't stand up on the witness

Still an ignant rich ****, I'll stand up on a Bentley

Baby, you so fuckin' bad that I got to give you discipline

Oooweee

Wockhardt drippin' on her nipple

Playa-playa type of ****, lil' ho, plain and simple

Ford-Ford on my skin, got her showin' off her dimples

It's a box on the Glock, try me out, I won't miss you

Made by, made by Rich God, nah, these ain't Gallery

Money I done spent—, -ouis-ouis, that's a doctor salary

I'm the type to slap security, if they ever handle me

It can be Fury-Fury, still diving in his teeth

Oooweee