hit the bity boolin' in the bondo With a few b****** and they go to trippin' Drankin' that GTV, that tequila Smokin' them stunna blunts (them big dawgs) n**** we neva hungover Poppin' bigger numbers with my n*****, straight B's only Shout out to my love, my blood, my team My gang, my family, and n**** ya know what we bleed (You know what we bleed) 404, 305, 504 What's poppin', n****? B-house of dank, put it in the air This that YSL, Rich Gang, RHQ, YMCMB s*** Big B's with a few C's, PeeWee, what's poppin', n****? Bankroll mafia Hot Beezle, what's brackin', n****? The p**** outta line, the p**** get they head bust, ya dig? B-Loc and Bentley, y'all know the business It's B Slime or G5, rest in peace Tamara and Miss Gladys, boy (Rich Gang, Rich Gang) Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes, fo sure, fo sure Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes, fo sure, fo sure Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes And that is fo sure, it's fo sure Tell a n****, would ya ride fo a n****, baby? Would ya die fo a n****, baby? Baby girl, would ya cry fo yo n****, baby? Would ya cry fo yo n****, baby? Aye, baby girl, what'cha know, what'cha know bout that? What'cha know bout that? Ya don't know that Baby girl, what'cha know bout that, bout that? What'cha know bout that? You don't know nothing (She don't know it, she don't know it)

That Rich Gang lifestyle Marble floors, gold toilets and chandeliers Big money n**** take the jet L.A.

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