g wagon - tropico & rich the kid lyrics
[chorus: rich the kid]
i got a g wagon (skrrt), i got a rolls royce (i got a rolls royce)
they know i was flexin’ on ’em (flex), i did it with no choice (no choice)
she don’t f*ck with no broke boys (no broke boys), she let me f*ck on camera like p*rno
y’all n*ggas just talk, y’all makin’ no noise (no noise)
young n*gga rockstar like pink floyd (what?)
[verse 1: rich the kid]
young n*gga got lamb and a bentley (yeah)
pink slippin’ no god d*mn rent [?]
h*lla boujee, want gucci and fenty (fenty)
on the d*ck she gon’ ride like a [?]
she want prada, chanel, louis v (louis v)
i’ma [?] you want for the team (for the team)
you ain’t flexin’, i pull up and make a scene (flex)
might go and paint the lamb tangеrine (tangerine)
givе her a bag with a whole hunnid racks
she a model, treat the b*tch like a nat
young n*gga makin’ hits like a [?] (woo)
she seen the mil, had an ashtma attack
all this drip, need a mop for that (mop)
f*ck her once, i can’t call her back (back)
g wagon got the seat all matte
bought a lamb but the boy been had a g wagon (rich, skrrt)
[chorus: rich the kid]
i got a g wagon (skrrt), i got a rolls royce (i got a rolls royce)
they know i was flexin’ on ’em (flex), i did it with no choice (no choice)
she don’t f*ck with no broke boys (no broke boys), she let me f*ck on camera like p*rno
y’all n*ggas just talk, y’all makin’ no noise (no noise)
young n*gga rockstar like pink floyd (what?)
[verse 2: tropico]
catchin’ neck in the rolls royce, in your ocean, i’m in with the moist, moist
i don’t even know her name, no, keepin’ secrets that’s a choice, choice
real commas on the jeans, jeans, bad b*tch in céline, ‘line
they only call me when they need me, i’ve been livin’ out the dream, dream (oh)
no we don’t argue with opps, we spinnin’ that block and we takin’ that shot
they tryna throw me in that box
plenty b*tches in the penthouse, on the thirtieth floor (yeah, yeah, yeah)
dior bag for my main, she stay askin’ for more (woah, woah, woah)
a lotta blue ones, it’s on me, my pockets choke
show her the racks, racks, promise that she gon’ f*ck (gon’ f*ck)
sneaky links with these b*tches but we never fallin’ in love, no (no, oh)
house in la with the view, i put your b*tch in the tub
hunnid k for the crib ’cause we just livin’ it up
[chorus: rich the kid]
i got a g wagon (skrrt), i got a rolls royce (i got a rolls royce)
they know i was flexin’ on ’em (flex), i did it with no choice (no choice)
she don’t f*ck with no broke boys (no broke boys), she let me f*ck on camera like p*rno
y’all n*ggas just talk, y’all makin’ no noise (no noise)
young n*gga rockstar like pink floyd (what?)
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