Rich - Fame Black Jack (Ft. A2 Anti, Central Cee & Freeze Corleone)

[Paroles de "Rich > Fame"]

[Intro: Central Cee]
Yo

[Verse 1: Central Cee and Freeze Corleone]
I'm at high risk of dying, their evil eye
May God protect us
Bando smokey, I gotta get out 'cause they're smoking c-
It's giving man headrush
Hygiene poor, look at the floor, there's insects crawling
They prolly got bedbugs (Ugh)
We ain't doing irrational get back
Creep up clean when they least expect us, huh (Baow, baow, baow)
Come to the helma, start smelling the ganja aroma (Alright)
Was horny, I try hit Polska
Don't think straight when I get on the boner
I wanna get vulgar, I wanna have fun
But as soon as I'm done, I'm handing her over
She wanna havе a baby sat in a stroller (Alright)
She wanna play for a bit of exposurе
Hold up, most of my stories remain untold
I don't wanna explain it
They said it's a dream come true
I just wanna get rich, I don't wanna get famous
What you know about stranger danger?
Pitched bare shots right there in the skate park
I feel like D-Block, suttin' like Jada (Han)
I feel like Key Glock, everything major (Ekip, ekip, ekip)