rich crack baby - young dolph lyrics
[hook]
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
i’m ’bout that paper for real, man, y’all lil’ n-gg-s just be playin’, aye
12 years old, i said i never let a b-tch play me
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
foreigners, n-gg-, i drive ’em all, i’m all about the dollar signs
everyday i wake up i got new haters, tell ’em to fall in line
boy you’re a worker, n-gg- i’m the boss
that means i get all the money
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
[verse 1]
[?] six bags in the trunk and two b-tches with me
i’m fresh as a b-tch, and i got two pistols with me
bossed down rollie ain’t got residue on it
dolce and gabbana everything, and i got these ice cubes on me
i don’t know how i do it, don’t know how i did it
i ran off these millions
i sh-t on f-ckn-gg-s and leave b-tches all in their feelings
in the living room counting gualla
apple [?] like [?]
sixty-thousand on a watch
400 on a drop
[`] standing on the block
so now we’re sitting on the top
coppin’ coupes off the showroom
doing donuts out the lot
i just pulled a [?] drink
smoking kush, trying to break the bank, aye
i just pulled up in a wraith on an empty tank
[hook]
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
i’m ’bout that paper for real, man, y’all lil’ n-gg-s just be playin’, aye
12 years old, i said i never let a b-tch play me
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
foreigners, n-gg-, i drive ’em all, i’m all about the dollar signs
everyday i wake up i got new haters, tell ’em to fall in line
boy you’re a worker, n-gg- i’m the boss
that means i get all the money
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
[verse 2]
i just took another trip
i make another flip
i just took it at your b-tch
then i skeeted on her lips
playing with a real n-gg-
that’s how n-gg-s get killed
i count money with the bloods
i count money with the crips
i cannot f-ck with the fake
i’m just keeping that sh-t real
momma had a crack baby
he went got a couple mill
remember when he got a [?]
i went got a couple cribs
mother-f-ck your record deal, uh
50 bags of gas at the spot where i left it
told my lil’ b-tch that she a real one, so i kept her
[outro]
i’m on another level
there’s a big difference
tune in
[hook]
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
i’m ’bout that paper for real, man, y’all lil’ n-gg-s just be playin’, aye
12 years old, i said i never let a b-tch play me
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
foreigners, n-gg-, i drive ’em all, i’m all about the dollar signs
everyday i wake up i got new haters, tell ’em to fall in line
boy you’re a worker, n-gg- i’m the boss
that means i get all the money
rich crack baby, rich crack baby
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