Real Rich Addict (feat. Sw1sh)
I'm a real rich addict, I know that you wish you had it, yeah
If she tryna slide, drop a pin, send the addy
Yeah they told me I could never do this shit, that's why I'm braggin, yeah
He ain't got no muhfuckin money, I'm so sad for him
I got yen and pesos, what you want? Money foreign too
I only pop out if it's needed, I don't fuck with you
I be doing what the fuck I want, what I got to lose?
He say he can fuck with us, but don't know who he talking to
Bitch you know I get it poppin, every time he drop he floppin
I told that lil boy to stop it, check what's up up in my pocket
I got a big, big ol' bag, bank lady told me to make a deposit
Hate on me, your life so sad, but when I drop you get to flockin
Hell nah bitch, I told the hoe that she can't stay with me
I ain't going nowhere unless I got my fuckin gang with me
I'm so high, yeah, that I got a fuckin plane with me
I had to tell the pussy boy to really stop playing with me
Bitch I'm poppin, yeah, bitch I really came up on the scene
Can't fuck with me at first but now they wanna be like me
Shoutout Ken Carson (word), two things I ain't never seen
A bitch that tell the truth, and a hoe I fuckin need
Bitch I got racks all on me
Too much to count, too much to see
I've seen the bitch like one time, but swear to God she in love with me
And I ain't talking no Chanel, but she just love the double C
I'm outta town, tryna catch some plays, phone on DND
Bitch I'm from The Dirty where shit get brazy, shit could never faze me
Bitch I don't do what I'm told, on some rebel shit
I might rock a all black fit, on my devil shit
Bitch I got retarded money, bitch you know I'm stupid rich
You thought I was falling in love, you's a stupid bitch
She say "Graves, I know it's us", you playing a fool, lil bitch
I might treat you like my slut, move bitch
Young Nike boy, bitch I'm really just doing it (yeah)
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Bitch I'm feelin too damn
Fly fly fly fly fly
Light it up we in the
Sky sky sky sky sky
And they say that boy swish he
Fye fye fye fye fye
(Tell) Tell these bitches Imma real rich addict
Fell in love with the money got a real bad habit
And I know how it feel when you wish you fuckin had it
You down bad that shit tragic
I just copped a rollie rollie that's a brand new bussdown patek
And my gang on rollie pollie the way we slide disappear like magic (yeah)
Keep dat lil piece up on my side I'm never lackin No
You don't get no money cuz you way to busy wackin off (yuh)
Think you hard (No!)
Bitch you really soft
Why is you playin with me
I keep a hunnid round K with me (Huh)
I'm really slayin the beat
Shootin this shit like I play for the Heat (Huh)
Why you talk so crazy bout me
Like Imma dentist put metal your teeth (Huh)
I got the fetti the green
Tryna get money is petty to me
You never been about shit like I'm flippin a pack got my girl a new Patek Philippe
I might go run up a lil hunnid milly I'm tired of mfs cappin on me
Tired of mfs playin that mid ass music, man you trashy to me
Turn that shit off I swear to God
Me and lil Graves is going far
