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- Rich The Kid Splashin 歌詞
- Rich The Kid
- Im havin dumb money
Ayy
We can f**k lil mama I cant lip lock
I cant what
Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks
New socks
Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top
Skrr skrr
I cant love a b***h trust no thot
No thot
Never bring a freak to your spot
Whoop whoop
Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops
I dont do no relaxing
Relaxing
Run up the bag get the cash in
Racks
Fendi am I drippin or splashin
Or splashin
12 they cant catch me when Im passin
How you got a check and went broke again
Went broke again
B***hes wanting clout and I aint kissin em
I aint kissin em
Since I first got them hundreds Ive been flippin em
Flippin em
Off-White with the Gucci I might mix-match
I might mix-match
When I f**k her you can get your b***h back
Get your b***h back
What the hell she was thinking I cant kiss that
Why the hell
Why she ask me where the hell I got my wrist at
Got my wrist at
Why the hell a hundred-thousand in my backpack
In my backpack
Why these b***hes think that we can come in contact
Come in contact
This is my drank this aint cognac
This aint cognac
You aint get a milli why you sign that
Why you sign that
She wanna f**k I decline that
Decline
Look at my b***h she a dimebag
B***h
Look at my pinky its a waterslide
Its a waterslide
Rich Forever come and see the money side
Rich rich
We can f**k lil mama I cant lip lock
I cant what
Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks
On some new socks
Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top
Skrr skrr
I cant love a b***h trust no thot
No thot
Never bring a freak to your spot
Whoop whoop
Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops
I dont do no relaxing
Relaxing
Run up the bag get the cash in
Racks
Fendi am I drippin or splashin
Or splashin
12 they cant catch me when Im passin
How you got a check and went broke again
Went broke again
B***hes wanting clout and I aint kissin em
I aint kissin em
Since I first got them hundreds Ive been flippin em
Flippin em
I flip the money got my check up
Got my check up
Im flexing up but Im no wrestler
Flex
Blue cheese pockets got the extras
The extras
I stack the money up like Tetris
Tetris
How I got two-fifty from my neck up
Neck up ice
How I made it from the hood to a Bent truck
Skrr skrr
B***hes wanna f**k I got them lined up
Lined up
How you with the gang but you aint signed up
You aint signed up
Pull out my d**k tell her kiss that
Kiss that
She just want a n***a with a big sack
With a big sack
Pull out the choppa we in combat
Yaaaaat
Touchdown on the plug like a lineback
Rich
We can f**k lil mama I cant lip lock
I cant what
Gucci spent a hunnid on some newsocks
On some new socks
Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top
Skrr skrr
I cant love a b***h trust no thot
No thot
Never bring a freak to your spot
Whoop whoop
Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops
I dont do no relaxing
Relaxing
Run up the bag get the cash in
Racks
Fendi am I drippin or splashin
Or splashin
12 they cant catch me when Im passin
How you got a check and went broke again
Broke again
B***hes wanting clout and I aint kissin em
I aint kissin em
Since I first got them hundreds Ive been flippin em
Flippin em
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