Y&R Waka Flocka Flame

[Intro]
Bricksquad

[Verse 1]
Bank got bigger, partners still riding with me
Put holes in your liver 'til you get the picture
Left hand shooter, Derek Fisher
He always come through in the clutch
Like a DJ, he gon' bust
I'll sock you out if you play tough
These rappers lying, call they bluff
Swear to God, I had enough
Chains swinging, guns went up
I don't do no clique hanging, all I know is gangbanging
Still throwing Blood up, Blood love, you know what's up
This industry, I shake it up
They fake as fuck, you taking what?
Ain't shit but bullets, make my young nigga pull it
You don't wanna cross that line
These hoes just wanna see me shine
Rappers lying in they music, they don't sell it, they just use it
If it's on me, I'ma shoot it
You say cooling, I say booling, nigga

[Chorus]
One think for sure, I'm a rich nigga
Shawty only fuck with them rich niggas
You don't see this shit often, better take a picture
I said, I'ma die a young rich nigga
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
I said, I'ma die a young rich nigga
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
I said, I'ma die a young rich nigga