Nikhil "Kromatik" Seetharam - Rich As f** lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Uh, AK on my nightstand Right next to that Bible But I swear with these 50 shots I'll shoot it out with 5-0 Pockets gettin too fat No weight watchers, no lipo Money talks, Bullsh** walks On a motherf**ing tightrope And I make that p**y tap-out I knock that p**y out cold n***a you get beat the crap out But that's just how the dice roll These hoes want that hose pipe So I give all these hoes pipe She get on that dick and stay on All night, like porch lights Let's do it, f** talkin We out here, we ballin And I'm spraying at these rusty n***as like WD-40 We f**ed up, we Truk'd up No if, ands, or bu*t-f**s b**h n***as go behind yo back like nunchucks And that's f**ed up But my hoes down, my cups up My n***as down for whatever These b**hes think they're too fly Well tell em hoes I pluck feathers I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi I wear Trukfit, f** Gucci She's blowing kisses at me with her p**y lips, smooches And that's 2 Chainz... [Hook: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne] Look at you, now look at us... All my n***as look rich as f** All my n***as live rich as f** All my n***as look rich as f**! Look at you, now look at us... All my n***as look rich as f** All my n***as live rich as f** All my n***as look rich as f**! [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Never talk to the cops, I don't speak Pig Latin I turnt a penny to a motherf**in Janet Jackson Tell the b**hes that be hatin I ain't got no worries I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurance Ho, what's yo name? What's yo sign? Zodiac k**er All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter Yeah, murder, 187 I be k**ing them b**hes, I hope all dogs go to heaven And I got Xanax, Percocet, Promethazine with Codeine Call me Mr. Sandman, I'm sellin all these hoes dreams Got a white girl with big titties, flat-a** TV screen I keep a bad b**h, call me the B.B. King And you know I got that mouth out her Then put that b**h out like a house fire I'm k**ing these hoes like Michael Myers I eat that cat just like a lion And I can't trust none of these n***as Can't trust none of these hoes And I see your girl when I want -- I got that ho TiVo'd Got a red-a** b**h with a red-a** p**y n***a try me, that a dead-a** p**y Since y'all motherf**ers so blind to the fact To tell you the truth, I don't care who's lookin All I know is I love my b**h And p**y feel just like heaven on earth Six feet deep, dick shovelin the dirt R.I.P. - Rest In p**y Light that sh**, then pa** that sh** We gon get so smoked out And then I went got locked up Every night I dreamt I broke out One time for them p**y n***as, that's that sh** I don't like We eatin over here n***a -- f** around and have a food fight And that's 2 Chainz... [Hook: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne] Look at you, now look at us... All my n***as look rich as f** All my n***as live rich as f** All my n***as look rich as f**! Look at you, now look at us... All my n***as look rich as f** All my n***as live rich as f** All my n***as look rich as f**! [Outro: Lil Wayne] And your n***a a ho