
Running the Lobby Rich The Kid (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Selfmade Espy)
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[Hook: Rich The Kid]
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Maison Margiela umbrella
Rich nigga I'm chasing, the weather got bricks in the flexer
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Maison Margiela umbrella
Rich nigga I'm chasing, the weather got bricks in the flexer
[Verse 1: Selfmade Espy]
I'm checking and switching the climate
Cuban link with the diamonds
They think I'm mad that I'm rhyming
8 p perfect timing
I told my hoe know it's trap eyes
I may finesse you with juug eyes
I may finesse you with juug eyes
Club my kitchen that's cook eyes
I run to the spinach like Popeye
I ain't got no rule so I hop out
They stick on me, stick on me, stick on me
I know they seek on me, seek on me
My bitch run , she ain't got no cut on her
Giuseppe's they naughty, it's hugging
I think about cash while I'm fucking her
[?] the governor
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Maison Margiela umbrella
Rich nigga I'm chasing, the weather got bricks in the flexer
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Pull up in Bugatti
My bitch from safari
I'm sleeping, I'm running the lobby
Maison Margiela umbrella
Rich nigga I'm chasing, the weather got bricks in the flexer
[Verse 1: Selfmade Espy]
I'm checking and switching the climate
Cuban link with the diamonds
They think I'm mad that I'm rhyming
8 p perfect timing
I told my hoe know it's trap eyes
I may finesse you with juug eyes
I may finesse you with juug eyes
Club my kitchen that's cook eyes
I run to the spinach like Popeye
I ain't got no rule so I hop out
They stick on me, stick on me, stick on me
I know they seek on me, seek on me
My bitch run , she ain't got no cut on her
Giuseppe's they naughty, it's hugging
I think about cash while I'm fucking her
[?] the governor
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