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benjicold – rich nigga anthem lyrics

[verse]
we have to ride with the muhf+ckin’ sticks
we ride with the muhf+ckin’ bl!ck on us
we gonna f+ck with your b+tch
shawty, she poppin’ the x, the molly, the perc’, she poppin’ that b+tch
my n+ggas rock with the muhf+ckin’ chops, we ride with the muhf+ckin’ sticks
now we go for ride with your b+tch
my n+gga, he scoring a pint of tris, i call it a muhf+ckin’ cist
that n+gga a dork, he so d+mn lame, that n+gga, he not on the list
i’m up in the mall, we up in the saks, i’m balling like a f+ckin’ b+tch
my cars, all my doors, they suicidal, little n+gga, yeah, they got the slits
that n+gga, he talkin’ so d+mn crazy, told that n+gga get off of my d+ck
my partner, he got a lil’ trackhawk ’cause that n+gga from the f+ckin’ six
that n+gga got a lil’ chain on him but that n+gga really a walkin’ l!ck
lil’ bro said he wanna be me, told that n+gga, “it is what it is”
i’m f+ckin’ on a little white ho and i think that b+tch name was liz
i’m sippin’ on muhf+ckin’ codeine, you can see it up in my p+ss
two white hoes, yeah, they off the perky and i told that b+tch, “it’s just a kiss”
yeah, my n+gga balling like boat
my n+gga balling like boat, and you po’
all of my n+ggas, they rich, and you’re poor
he done got racks, you stupid, you slow
all of my n+ggas, [?]
she said look at me, baby, i’m a g.o.a.t
they like, “benjicold, why you don’t show the stick?” n+gga, why do y’all tote?
i got shooters up in houston
i got shooters up in upper atlanta
i pour the drop in the muhf+ckin’ fanta
red amg with three hoes like i’m santa
ain’t talking money, i really don’t answer
off of the perc’ and that b+tch a good dancer
my n+gga, he sippin’ on tris like a [?]
literally, n+gga, i feel like i ransom
this song the muhf+ckin’ rich n+gga anthem

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