We Rich Los (DET) (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG & Veeze)

[Intro: Los]
Ayy
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Nigga
Ayy
Pussy-ass niggas, ain't got no love for 'em (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Los]
Ayy, I couldn't quit if I tried
I'm still puttin' plays down, cuz sittin' outside
Nigga thinkin' it's rap, I'm like fuck it, that's cool
I'm like where was niggas at when we had slabs in the booth?
Now it's five thou for a verse, I'm like pay me in cash
Late nights cookin' up, cut a baby in half
I'll drop my nuts on a ho, kick the bitch to the curb
I can pay for that pussy 'cause I get paid for my words
Said the price triple up, lil' two-hour drive

[Verse 2: Veeze]
I sell 'em whole pills, but they crushin' 'em down
I done made it without trappin', got my mama so proud
We started from the bottom, now we fuck with VLIVE
That nigga ain't got no cake in the club
I ain't playin' with the opps, got a K in the club
You a pussy-ass nigga, I ain't fakin' no love
I just slit your nigga wrists, see the hate in his blood
We run through like a pint in a day
She told you I ain't fuck her, then she lied to your face
I made a hundred thousand with Ray
You the type of nigga happy, hundred dollars a day