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like yoga - rich the kid & bia lyrics

[intro: rich the kid]
yeah, yeah, yeah (realest)
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
you dig?
gotta let the beat breathe
huh, woo
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: rich the kid]
n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me
who made ’em wanna be a boss and ride in the b? (skrrt)
the truth with a capital t (t)
all these young n*ggas wearing plain janes ’cause of me (me)
i dance on the beat like michael (michael)
crash in the b*tch, need geico (geico)
need a crib in mia, oh (yeah)
they was sleepin’ on me, that’s alright though (alright)
in atlanta, i had a lil’ condo (condo)
know i kept me a .9 like rondo (grrah)
know i had to get rich like pr*nto (pr*nto)
when you send your addy, better lay low (lay low)
now i mix the keisha with a faygo (yeah)
i see through ’em like a bagel (bagel)
pockets looking like they prego (ha)
bust in it like a draco (draco)
pull up with a cuban, no link
ain’t gotta rap just to get it, the f*ck did you think? (think)
i just might need a shrink (shrink)
all these racks on me, i’ma need a brinks (for real)
i’ma need a hundred mill’ for the label (label)
throwin’ up these hundreds, she gon’ need a raincoat
round of applause how she clap it
thought she a dancer, but she an actress
hit her on the couch, not the mattress (mattress)
all of my watches, they factory (factory)
i know you ain’t workin’ as hard as me (no)
these n*ggas be hatin’ because it’s free (hatin’)
your b*tch, she callin’, she want the d (your b*tch)
really, she like me ’cause i’m a g (woo)
[chorus: rich the kid & bia]

she got that water like boca (like boca)
play a game, no poker (no poker)
make it wiggle, bend over (bend over)
give a ho the cold shoulder (cold shoulder)
just drive a bentley, not the rover (skrrt)
make her sing like doja (doja, bia, bia, yeah)

[verse 2: bia]
uh (uh)
i got chanel on the feet
that’s why i’m chargin’ a hundred to walk on the beat (doot, doot)
i made a mill’ in a week
i got receipts, so i told ’em to read it and weep (cash)
and i’m still in the street
b*tches ain’t badder than me, you could put it sleep
b*tches is cheap, b*tches is weak
i’m hearin’ me every time that they speak (uh)
like, rich, what’s next?
ayy, clear the check (grrt)
we in vegas off the jet
quarter ticket on a bet (skrrt)
i’m not sod, but flex on me and we got stacks on deck
i’m the one that come collect (ayy, i need it)
all this money i get, d*mn, i need a bank though
all this smoke in my whip, i might have to change clothes
you been movin’ funny, i’ma show you what’s a prank though
d*mn, his sh*t don’t even crank though
[chorus: rich the kid]
make her stretch like yoga (yoga)
she got that water like boca (like boca)
play a game, no poker (no poker)
make it wiggle, bend over (bend over)
give a ho the cold shoulder (cold shoulder)
just drive a bentley, not the rover (skrrt)
make her sing like doja (doja, yeah)

- rich the kid bia lyrics

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