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de Rich The Kid

RIP to the girl you used to see
Her days are over
Baby, she's over
I decided to give you all of me
Baby, come closer
Baby, come closer

You want a six figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm getting big checks, I know they won't stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know that, I know girl, I know these streets wocky
Do you love me? Girl, you know they out for my top
If I fell off tomorrow, would you hold my spot?
I know bitches don't love me, they out for my guap
I ain't gon' never tell 'em what it's not
I was taught: Never tell, so I forgot
Money long, might just pull up in a drop, okay
Chasin' them digits like you ever thought: No way
Niggas be steady actin' like they're fans, it's okay
But I'm having a wonderful day
I been focus, I'm runnin', don't play

She on my neck like a necklace
I'm in her mouth like a dentist (What)
All this paper like I'm printin' (Printer)
She want me to fuck her, she get it (Yeah)
Baby, come closer, closer (Closer)
That pussy, it taste like peaches (Peaches)
Brain so good, she a genius (Genius)
That head so good, I need it (I need it)
RIP to the hoes I used to see (They dead)
Me and my money done growed up
Nah, for real, we can't fold up
Fuck I miss ya, baby, blow up
She hot as hell, I gotta snow up

You want a six figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm getting big checks, I know they won't stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know that, I know girl, I know these streets wocky
Do you love me? Girl, you know they out for my top
If I fell off tomorrow, would you hold my spot?
I know bitches don't love me, they out for my guap
I ain't gon' never tell 'em what it's not
I was taught: Never tell, so I forgot
Money long, might just pull up in a drop, okay
Chasin' them digits like you ever thought: No way
Niggas be steady actin' like they're fans, it's okay
But I'm having a wonderful day
I been focus, I'm runnin', don't play

I been focused, shit, I fuck up the stage
Niggas broke and dirty, nothin' to say
Flawless young nigga, stuck in my ways
Steady workin', kid, you stuck in the wave
Runnin' 'round whatever to do
'Cause I remember havin' nothin' but days
Say: I love you, then I'm drummin' for you
He was jokin', it's no loveable stage
Ask your bitch then why I'm fuckin' her
City bitches do you, havin' a maze
Turned her up 'cause I'm fuckin' with her
Hard worker, so I gave her a raise
She a vibe, but still it's nothin' with her
It don't ever feel like rushin' with her
I was with ya, I be clutchin' for her
Run up in [?], I'm bustin' for her

Racks, they all on me (Racks)
Baguettes they all on me (Baguettes)
Your bitch be all on me
Been a minute since I been out in Paris
Bad kid, went [?]
Too rich, I can't be embarrassed
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Young niggas havin' (Havin')
Runnin' these play, no Madden (No Madden)
New Richard Millie, that's a Aston (Aston)
New bulletproof truck, no lackin' (Skrr)
She you told: It's over, she callin' me like: Come over
I got a chauffeur, bring it back, not the Rover

You want a six figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm getting big checks, I know they won't stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know that, I know girl, I know these streets wocky

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