Richer Than My Opps Icewear Vezzo

[Intro]
That shit perfect
(Cashout, what it do do do?)
My jewelry perfect, hoe
Bitch, I'm perfect
Iced Up Records, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Made nigga (Yeah), made nigga (Yeah)
Made nigga (Hmm), bitch, I'm a made nigga (Hmm, ooh)
Paid nigga (Yeah), made nigga (What?)
Paid nigga (Drank God), bitch, I'm a made- (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
Richer than my opps, richer than my opps (Opps)
Richer than my opps, richer than my opps, yeah (Ooh)
Richer than my opps, richer than my opps (Drank God)
Richer than my opps, push, ahh

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I was down bad, now it's 'Cat 26s (Yeah)
American bag, I'm scratchin' and itchin' (Mhmm)
We rob nigga's traps, hoe, get back in the kitchen (Get back in the kitchen)
Thousand dollar stacks, some of my racks come with interest (Drank God)
Yeah, dirty thot bitch, she suck lean of my dick (Hoe)
I'm a pill poppin' dawg, let me pee on yo' lips (Let me pee on yo' lips)
Fuck on nigga's wife, you take that that ring off- (Ooh)
Said I fuck on nigga's wife, you take that that ring off yo' bitch (Ring of that bitch)
Drac' shoot a Lamb, drive a icey nigga hand blinded (What?)
Forgis, what the fuck, thought he was fly now he a dead pilot (Pop, pop)
Maybach with Promethazine, I just let me mans drive it
Baby bottles overflowin', fuck it, snatch a 10 out it (I snatch a 10 out it)