Rich The Kid - Goyard Pt. 2 lyrics

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Rich The Kid - Goyard Pt. 2 lyrics

[Hook: Rich The Kid] I got a bank all of bags She wanna f** for a bag I was in the trap for a cla** I had a A in math I let the birds take a bath Look at my finger the gla** I bought the b**h a new a** Flexing around with the cash Rollie watch, Goyard Ain't lovin' these b**hes, a cold heart I needed a foreign to push start Rollie watch, Goyard Ain't lovin' these b**hes, a cold heart I needed a foreign to push start [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] I need a brand new foreign Rich forever get the money together Bad b**h pullin' up with my cheddar Strap on me like I had a Beretta k**ing n***as like I pulled out the shovel Got a pint, double cup as a trunk In the kitchen with the pot makin' bubble Y'all n***as really really ain't trappin' I was broke but made it happen Brick disappearin' like magic I left the choppper the broke wrist Goyard, Paris In love with the money we marry She claim me and got embarra**ed You a rat like Tom and Jerry Wet you up like a Squirtle I be trappin', I can serve you I bought a watch and a new coupé Pull up to the party with no roof I bought a brand new Glock I bought a brand new Jock In the trap, in the spot Real hot, flush the dope 12 hit the block [Hook: Rich The Kid] I got a bank all of bags She wanna f** for a bag I was in the trap for a cla** I had a A in math I let the birds take a bath Look at my finger the gla** I bought the b**h a new a** Flexing around with the cash Rollie watch, Goyard Ain't lovin' these b**hes, a cold heart I needed a foreign to push start Rollie watch, Goyard Ain't lovin' these b**hes, a cold heart I needed a foreign to push start [Verse 2: Famous Dex] A fast car, go zoom I used to sleep in my cousin room I push the money with push broom Run up on me my gun go boom Look at me, I'm a star I used to drive in a Bobby's car Swear to god I can go far Trick a lil' b**h send her right up to mars Hard to k** call me Steven Seagal Wait, used to sell d** out my car Yeah, used to do hits in my car Wait, I'm off the flats, f** the bars Now I be balling like Kobe My .30 on me you can't hold me Hold up, hold up lil homie, wait They calling me Dexter Never leave home without my 40, might get you Bullets hit you like ketchup And make you dance like Step Up My diamonds they shine in the dark Oh sh**, in the dark A 40 for the Goyard A 5 for the Goyard, whaat? [Hook: Rich The Kid] I got a bank all of bags She wanna f** for a bag I was in the trap for a cla** I had a A in math I let the birds take a bath Look at my finger the gla** I bought the b**h a new a** Flexing around with the cash Rollie watch, Goyard Ain't lovin' these b**hes, a cold heart I needed foreign to push start Rollie watch, Goyard Ain't lovin' these b**hes, a cold heart I needed foreign to push start

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