On Me Philthy Rich (Ft. Rich The Kid)

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[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Philthy Rich]
Money on me, hundreds on me
Hundreds on me, money on me
She pop a pill like a [?], I [?] the mazi in New York
New foreign [?]
Married the money, no divorce
Hundreds on me, money on me
Hundreds on me, money on me
Whippin hard [?]
I was trapping out the Porshe
New foreign [?]
Married the money, no divorce
New money, blue hundreds
New foreign, two hundred

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
[?] cost four flat
Broke nigga, [?]
Marathon to the money nigga, outran him 'bout four laps
New [?] in that G Wagon, [?] in the Bentaiga
We can tell who really having money, we can tell that he a real hater
[?]
Chandelier cost a hundred [?]
Bust down, new F.O.D.,
With the emereld cuts, nother hundred [?]
It's Philthy!