Rich Forever II Wylie (Ft. Rich The Kid)
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[Verse 1: Wy~lie]
I just pulled up in Atlanta
I ain't worried about the scammers
Pour a four inside a Fanta
And all my bitches they outstanding
I'm smoking gas that's out the function
I fuck my bitch inside the function
I ain't worried about nothin
I stack my bread I ain't bluffin
All these bitches wanna talk
I'm just tryna stack it up
Throw my money in the club
Make it back we fuck it up
Cocain rang rover
Pullin up four doors
Hopping out like woah
And I'm feelin so slow
All this lean gotta go
Smokin weed by the O
Me and Rich on the road
[Hook]
Freshin
Oh we finessing
And we rich forever
Got bitches far settle
I just pulled up in Atlanta
I ain't worried about the scammers
Pour a four inside a Fanta
And all my bitches they outstanding
I'm smoking gas that's out the function
I fuck my bitch inside the function
I ain't worried about nothin
I stack my bread I ain't bluffin
All these bitches wanna talk
I'm just tryna stack it up
Throw my money in the club
Make it back we fuck it up
Cocain rang rover
Pullin up four doors
Hopping out like woah
And I'm feelin so slow
All this lean gotta go
Smokin weed by the O
Me and Rich on the road
[Hook]
Freshin
Oh we finessing
And we rich forever
Got bitches far settle
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