[Intro]
Ayy, Jeffery
Rich Gang or don't bang, know what I'm sayin'?
Goddamn, money gettin' type of shit
Yeah, yeah
I promise I won't ever switch up
Rich Gang
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I gotta get rich 'cause I'm everybody's backbone (Ayy)
And they just wanna see what's in the bag, homes (See what's in my bag)
I was taught to do it real, real rational (Rational)
Six by six the Benz, yeah, the wagon
I'm tense, I might just fuck you with your bag on (Fuck you with your bag)
Got the Bentley coupe to match the wagon (Wagon)
Dawg said he gon' beat it, I told him, "Wag on" (Wag on)
If you ain't tell you'll get a bag when you get back home (Hundred racks)
When you get back home (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Skeet off and hop in the dually (Yeah, skrrt, skrrt)
Airin' it out, 'bout to throw it back, shootin' (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
My niggas said they trill, but I want 'em to prove it, yeah (Gotta prove it)
If I wasn't rich, didn't have a job, would you still do it, yeah?
Still got Versace drawls, go buy out the bar when you ball (Yeah)
These hoes, they counterfeit (Yeah), them niggas gon' change on y'all (These niggas)
I'm lettin' her suck the balls (Woah), then Martin', I'm kickin' her out (Bye, bitch)
I'll never follow y'all, I built my own lane, I'm a boss (Boss)
Yeah, bad bitch flawless, yeah, diamonds, they flawless (Flawless)
Yeah, fuck nigga playin', yeah, now, fuck around, cost him (Do-do-do)
Gon' take his life (Take it), earn a couple stripes (What? Nah)
Let the boy live (Why?), for his momma's sake
Ayy, Jeffery
Rich Gang or don't bang, know what I'm sayin'?
Goddamn, money gettin' type of shit
Yeah, yeah
I promise I won't ever switch up
Rich Gang
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I gotta get rich 'cause I'm everybody's backbone (Ayy)
And they just wanna see what's in the bag, homes (See what's in my bag)
I was taught to do it real, real rational (Rational)
Six by six the Benz, yeah, the wagon
I'm tense, I might just fuck you with your bag on (Fuck you with your bag)
Got the Bentley coupe to match the wagon (Wagon)
Dawg said he gon' beat it, I told him, "Wag on" (Wag on)
If you ain't tell you'll get a bag when you get back home (Hundred racks)
When you get back home (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Skeet off and hop in the dually (Yeah, skrrt, skrrt)
Airin' it out, 'bout to throw it back, shootin' (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
My niggas said they trill, but I want 'em to prove it, yeah (Gotta prove it)
If I wasn't rich, didn't have a job, would you still do it, yeah?
Still got Versace drawls, go buy out the bar when you ball (Yeah)
These hoes, they counterfeit (Yeah), them niggas gon' change on y'all (These niggas)
I'm lettin' her suck the balls (Woah), then Martin', I'm kickin' her out (Bye, bitch)
I'll never follow y'all, I built my own lane, I'm a boss (Boss)
Yeah, bad bitch flawless, yeah, diamonds, they flawless (Flawless)
Yeah, fuck nigga playin', yeah, now, fuck around, cost him (Do-do-do)
Gon' take his life (Take it), earn a couple stripes (What? Nah)
Let the boy live (Why?), for his momma's sake
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