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rich the kid - just might كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
h-llo? trap
h-llo? trap
woah, ayy

[hook]
i just might just c-m on her face
i just might just go buy the wraith
i just might go to j-pan
overseas for the bands
i was broke, got a lamb’
pull up, b-tches like d-mn
no credit card, that’s a scam
take the pot, i’m goin’ ham
i f-cked that b-tch in givenchy
walkin’ around with a 50
i done got rich, money filthy
i’m in new york, call me diddy
look at my rollie, the ice
p-ssy so good, f-ck her twice
take the whole cake, f-ck a slice
she ride this d-ck like a bike

[verse 1]
i just might pour up a pint
i’m sippin’ the dirty with sprite
that’s your b-tch – f-ck her twice
walkin’ round with the ice
i just might fly to j-pan
i just woke up with the bands
servin’ the p-ssy out there
no i’m ballin’ like the cavs
take the pot, stephen curry
put your b-tch in burberry
money trouble too scary
me and money got married
takin’ the p-ssy, i beat it
you lovin’ the p-ssy, you eat it
broke n-gga you funny
ballin’ all this money
i make her nut when i f-ck her
she suck the d-ck like a sucker
i run the b-tch like a trucker
i hit the b-tch like i snuck her
i got the money, no pressure
walkin’ around with the extras
i put that b-tch on a stretcher
i’m a professional flexer

[hook]
i just might just c-m on her face
i just might just go buy the wraith
i just might go to j-pan
overseas for the bands
i was broke, got a lamb’
pull up, b-tches like d-mn
no credit card, that’s a scam
take the pot, i’m goin’ ham
i f-cked that b-tch in givenchy
walkin’ around with a 50
i done got rich, money filthy
i’m in new york come in diddy
look at my rollie, the ice
p-ssy so good, f-ck her twice
take the whole cake, f-ck a slice
she ride this d-ck like a bike

[verse 2]
racks bust out the balmain
f-ckin’ that b-tch i don’t kiss her
i p-ss the ho out to flippa
she got -ss like a stripper
rolling now she geeked up, geeked up
now i’m chargin’ 50 racks for the feature
i’m ballin,’ you all in the bleachers
i’m walkin’ with salad like caesar
i had to run for the money
none of my n-ggas stay hungry
all of my n-ggas 100
i had the check that they wanted
i had to work for the spot
now she drop it like it’s hot
you a cuffer like a cop
put a lock on a box
i hit a ho with a switch-a-roo
i f-ck her aunt in my jimmy choos
i’m in the streets and a movie too
shawty a foreign, she love the crew
i nut on her face
my chopper can’t fit in my waist
i got out of jail, beat the case
i’m walkin’ around with the k

[hook]
i just might just c-m on her face
i just might just go buy the wraith
i just might go to j-pan
overseas for the bands
i was broke, got a lamb’
pull up, b-tches like d-mn
no credit card, that’s a scam
take the pot, i’m goin’ ham
i f-cked that b-tch in givenchy
walkin’ around with a 50
i done got rich, money filthy
i’m in new york come in diddy
look at my rollie, the ice
p-ssy so good, f-ck her twice
take the whole cake, f-ck a slice
she ride this d-ck like a bike

- rich the kid

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