911 Rich The Kid (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
$ign, Dolla $ign
It's Rich The Kid

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Got a light skinned bitch, she drive a 'Cede Benz
Say she ain't trippin' bout the other, just don't fuck her friends
I'm smokin' dope, I'm smokin' dope inside this 911
I'm gettin' head, I'm gettin' head in this 911
Got a light skinned bitch, she drive a 'Cede Benz
Say she ain't trippin' bout the other, just don't fuck her friends
I'm smokin' dope, I'm smokin' dope inside this 911
I'm gettin' head, I'm gettin' head in this 911

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh we don't fuck with popo, we don't talk to 911
I need the whole O but used to only cop a seven
We eating [?] I used to go to Taco Bell
We out at Manchester, bad bih taco mell
I'm blowin' Louie 13, got pot for sale
I'm at the plug with the crip at Ft. Lauterdale
I met a spanish bitch at LIV on a Sunday
I bagged a bad model bitch off the runway

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
Me and the plug at the border
Rollie got water like Florida
Your bitch, she ride like the M.A.R.T.A
Breaking my wrist, I'm whippin' harder
Ain't playing bout mine
Money up, gotta grind
Juug and finesse all the time
I'm in the trap with Ty Dolla $ign
Made a mill on a midget
Fake niggas can't kick it
Y'all talking, I live it
All the money, I gotta get it
100 bands for a show
Walking with a bankroll
Pull up in the coupe with two hoes
I'm in a pot and I'm whippin' slow