Styrofoam Cups Rich Amiri
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[Chorus]
Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah
Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah
100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah
Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah
Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars
Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car
Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par
Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards
[Verse]
I don’t know you like that, please stay back, yeah, yeah
I'ma drop some dollars on a hat, yeah
Orange jumpsuit, OJ, yeah
Then I beat thе case like OJ, huh
She keep actin' out, I gotta makе a ho, bae
Rick all on my denim, I don't rock no Balmain
Top shotta clique, we only have it our way
Got two different watches, still came in an hour late
Blast the 808, I'm finna make the car shake
Said you havin' paper, but that's what they all say
(That's what they all say)
[Chorus]
Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah
Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah
100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah
Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah
Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars
Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car
Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par
Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards
Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah
Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah
100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah
Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah
Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars
Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car
Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par
Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards
[Verse]
I don’t know you like that, please stay back, yeah, yeah
I'ma drop some dollars on a hat, yeah
Orange jumpsuit, OJ, yeah
Then I beat thе case like OJ, huh
She keep actin' out, I gotta makе a ho, bae
Rick all on my denim, I don't rock no Balmain
Top shotta clique, we only have it our way
Got two different watches, still came in an hour late
Blast the 808, I'm finna make the car shake
Said you havin' paper, but that's what they all say
(That's what they all say)
[Chorus]
Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah
Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah
100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah
Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah
Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars
Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car
Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par
Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards
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