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gmk doughboy - rich like roddy ricch lyrics
intro: doughboy get money krew]
(al geno on the track)
yeah, yeah, yeah
type of n_gga that shoot—
tryna be rich like roddy
[chorus: doughboy get money krew]
i’m the type of n_gga tryna be rich like roddy (hey)
i’m the type of n_gga come shoot up your party, yeah (hey)
ar_15 teenager, cougar, glock a 40 (yeah)
i got bit by a snake before, thank god he wasn’t poison (thank god he wasn’t poison)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
we turn diamond testers red (wе turn ’em red)
you bettеr not leave me alone for long (leave me alone for long)
ran out of lead, i was rightin’ my wrongs (ran out of lead, i was rightin’ my wrongs)
[verse 1: doughboy get money krew]
i burn ahead and i seen a back turned, n_gga, don’t you play with me (don’t you play with me)
i skipped all my classes to ride hotboxes, got us from a to b (yeah, yeah)
i k!ll ’em in fashion while i’m on roxy, we high on bet (yeah, yeah)
i see 12, still wouldn’t talk to ’em if i was lil’ kid (nah)
down in houston like i’m lil keed
i still got love for lil red (got love)
even though he ratted, but we can’t be homies (can’t be mans)
i turned down a bad b_tch, i turned up a real chick
what part of the game is this? (what this is?)
i take my jersey off and tell the coach i quit (f_ck this sh_t)
can’t lie, i miss my dog, but i won’t go out like vick (won’t go out like vick)
i went back to my old school and told my princ_p_l i’m rich (i’m rich as h_ll)
i went back to my old school and told detention i’m rich
i went back to my old school (back)
f_ck that, i went foreign, get backends like i’m foreign
moncler sixteen hundred, i wear that b_tch like london (back, back)
lot of these n_ggas was sworn in, i swear they wasn’t born in (they wasn’t born)
i ain’t never had no curfew, but they know i be goin’ in (they know i be up there)
[chorus: doughboy get money krew]
i’m the type of n_gga tryna be rich like roddy (hey)
i’m the type of n_gga come shoot up your party, yeah (hey)
ar_15 teenager, cougar, glock a 40 (b_tch is old)
i got bit by a snake before, thank god he wasn’t poison (they did me wrong)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (they did me wrong, yeah)
we turn diamond testers red (we turn ’em all, yeah)
you better not leave me alone for long (better not leave alone for long)
ran out of lead, i was rightin’ my wrongs (ran out of lead, i was rightin’ my wrongs)
[verse 2: doughboy get money krew]
if i go to jail, gon’ try and buy my phone (gon’ try and buy my phone)
we smoke designer, this here vlone (sh_t vlone runtz)
i came from out there, the jungle, though
you know life’s a b_tch, but don’t f_ck her wrong
even my producers strapped up in this ‘vette (on god)
i’m with al geno, but don’t put us in the mix
i know young and e, they scammers, they won’t clock in for sh_t
long live mark, he wasn’t no sucker, but he died on a l!ck (died on a l!ck)
f_ck your brother, we split your wig, then had his head like splits (take that)
tell me
what do you want from me?
’cause i know it’s something, yeah (i know that it’s something)
i know that it’s money, yeah (i know you want money)
you want me drench you in diamonds
but, b_tch, is you worth it? (b_tch, you worth it?)
i don’t care you f_cked my brother, ’cause i already curved you (i already curved you, b_tch)
i ain’t gon’ try get back at you and f_ck your friend, yeah (nah)
all these hoes the same, world full of million twins (they full of twins)
[chorus: doughboy get money krew]
i’m the type of n_gga tryna be rich like roddy (hey)
i’m the type of n_gga come shoot up your party, yeah (hey)
ar_15 teenager, cougar, glock a 40 (a 40)
i got bit by a snake before, thank god he wasn’t poison
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we turn diamond testers red (we turn diamond testers red)
you better not leave me alone for long
ran out of lead, i was rightin’ my wrongs (just rightin’ my wrongs)
[outro: doughboy get money krew]
al geno on the track, we run laps ’round these n_ggas
al geno on the track, we run laps ’round these n_ggas
al geno on the track, we run laps ’round these b_tches
al geno on the track, we run laps ’round these b_tches
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