We gon get rich- on my life n***a
We gon get rich -are you wit me
We gon get rich
Make alot of money
And f** alot of honeys -word up
Blow,a,lot gas
Count alot cash -word up
[Verse 1]
I'm thinking about this cake n***a
Getting rich thats my fate n***a
Flooded bezel hide the face n***a
U cant relate cause your just a fake n***a
Pound of loud (pound of loud)
drug time (drug time)
b**hes wanna rape me
Bill cosby blood line
Redbone and chocolate shorty
180 grain in my glock 40
Gucci chain
gucci shoes
Swag ravishing
b**h call me rude
When ya wifeys wit me
She aint got a dude
Ya b**h is nasty homie you ain't got clue
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm thinking about this mula
Extra clip for my ruga
Ya sister jump off for a cooler
Jewles like slick rick da rula
Flashback
to my hill days
Whipping coke
in the microwave
b**hes surfboard
on my title wave
30 ott 6 beef ill let that rifle waive
Like a kid saying goodbye
f** a chick
Drop her off, dont say goodnite
If the heds good
p**y I'm murdering
After that burn a pound down
Like ferguson
[Chorus]