Trap House Rich The Kid (Ft. 21 Savage)
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[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Made 100 thou in my trap house
If ya money count short we can't work it out
(Hell you talkin' bout?)
Ridin' round the city with the choppers out
(If you talkin' then I pull up to your momma house)
I'ma air it out
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Free Gucci ridin' to that Chicken Talk
Walk up in the trap, take her panties off
Twenty band cash in the Goyard
Crib has more TVs than Wal-Mart
I was just juugin' finessin'
Go ahead and teach me a lesson
Bitch nigga you a peasant
I was broke now I'm flexing
Too many rings like a champ
Ain't touchin' a brick with no stamp
My diamonds they look like a lamp
I cut off a bitch like K Camp
Bloody water in the grill
Young nigga made mil
Pop a pint, keep it trill
Actavis with the seal
Made 100 thou in my trap house
If ya money count short we can't work it out
(Hell you talkin' bout?)
Ridin' round the city with the choppers out
(If you talkin' then I pull up to your momma house)
I'ma air it out
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Free Gucci ridin' to that Chicken Talk
Walk up in the trap, take her panties off
Twenty band cash in the Goyard
Crib has more TVs than Wal-Mart
I was just juugin' finessin'
Go ahead and teach me a lesson
Bitch nigga you a peasant
I was broke now I'm flexing
Too many rings like a champ
Ain't touchin' a brick with no stamp
My diamonds they look like a lamp
I cut off a bitch like K Camp
Bloody water in the grill
Young nigga made mil
Pop a pint, keep it trill
Actavis with the seal
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