richstyle - jaks ali lyrics
[intro]
i’m already rich you motherf*cker
[verse]
first of all, i gotta start with you, ’cause what’s the problem? i don’t even know
why you wanna keep talking to me if you keep talking ’bout me in my back, though?
i just have to kick a lil’ more, never been in baltimore
i wanna be the black print, bro, i really want some more
freaky, say she wanna beat me
i know you want my girl, but you would never be me
but you would never use me, yeah she got that yummy
you can call me ricky, no way you gon’ be the morty
do your f*ckin’ thing, this wanna be king
tell me what’s the meanin’, and this b*tch would nеver be brimmin’
i don’t mess with a wanna bе ali, that’s a real thing
jamaica with my girl, where the f*ck is diana king?
d*mn, man, say he wanna be my friend
ayy, mane, need time to my sh*t, to my bands
i just need to put my boundaries, don’t let them assh0l*s get in my
business, i have to do it big, i need to do it big
i don’t wanna stress you but this girl want some rich sh*t
i don’t wanna hype you, she could switch to a rich b*tch
i don’t wanna stress you but this girl want some prada sh*t
i don’t wanna hype you, but she could switch to a real b*tch
bae, she wanna do the dance, bae, she wanna do my dance
she want me to do the dash, i don’t want that b*tch to f*ck with my bands
bae, she wanna do the dance, bae, she wanna do my dance
she want me to do the dash, i don’t want that b*tch to f*ck with my friends
you could call me crazy ’cause i don’t trust n0body in here
you could ask me if i told ’em “i don’t give a f*ck” and i’ma scream “yeah”
man, they don’t need to know everything, i threw it in the air
so far away, ask me where i’m at, i could tell you “it’s near”
she don’t want a bbl, ayy, she don’t want a cc, l.a
she wanna get vvs, ayy, wanna get to l.a., to the bay
area, i call her “bae”, i don’t have too much to say
yg in the club, and my g wanna stay
i don’t f*ck with b*tches who cappin’ like a von dutch
that’s the flow, the only thing they doing is judge
hate you, but this sh*t is sweet, like a piece of f*dg*
i don’t do drugs, i’m sober, cheers to the prejudges
’cause she classy, ’cause she classy, met that girl in bryant park
but don’t think i’m on your ass, i’m not your pet, i don’t even bark
r&b, money call me, she my baby, she you shark
she my sunshine, we don’t play no games, you do it in the dark
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