brandon thakidd – mad rich lyrics
[intro] gee hues, jug
gee hues you did this one
ayo jug!
[pre+chorus] brandon thakidd
(d+mn)
imma slide, i don’t do no one on one
we outside, rolex at four thirty
i’m the man all these b+tches too thirsty (thirsty)
did that boy in the past, do him dirty (dirty)
backsp+ce on the block, n+gga, yeah we delete sh+t
my b+tch she pull up with choppas and e+sh+t
start it, no running back, cut that b+tch just like a city
this ain’t no h+llcat this a demon, yeah
[chorus] brandon thakidd
put that b+tch to a heat, then i gas it
f+ck a diss we leave your ass in a casket (skrt)
we spinning in silence, why f+ck n+ggas braggin’?
they buy a new shirt and don’t take off the tag, b+tch (yeah)
you see that n+gga broke, don’t be that b+tch
they see me blowin’ up with a bad b+tch
spent a rack on these jeans so i’m saggin’
i’m so high off the dope i’m jet laggin’
designer my closet, mc magic
givenchy my shoes, fashion
bought a bag for my bag, so i bagged it
that’s your b+tch not my b+tch, yeah i bagged it
the glock in my bag i been had it
and i feel like osama bin laden
and that n+gga he broke, don’t be that b+tch
oh, they hating on me cause i’m mad rich
[verse] 637godwin
for money i turned into a savage (gang)
i just hide in the vibe, that sh+t average (facts)
we been chasing green, i ain’t talking cabbage
i like all my ho’s skinny, no fat b+tch (yeah)
40. on my waste i’m keeping it tucked (gang)
run up on me, then your ass out of luck
no emotion, i can not fall in love
married to the guap these ho’s be a dub
run it up, ok
i speak spanish, b+tch, i’m chasing dineros
hola, need bank today
on the mic i’m rapping more than a pharaoh
223. on me, spray at your gang, your whole posse
i extended the clip so they all can see
understand that that b+tch wasn’t the one for me
now, n+ggas be talking their sh+t, but they don’t understand they gon’ get clapped
it’s over
whip in a mystery machine, i might have to get me a scoob snack
raggy?
shawty in the past she dubbed me, she didn’t love me, gave me heart attack
she a b+tch
now i think these n+ggas see it, i think in the past they had cataracts
[chorus] brandon thakidd
put that b+tch to a heat, then i gas it
f+ck a diss we leave your ass in a casket (skrt)
we spinning in silence, why f+ck n+ggas braggin’?
they buy a new shirt and don’t take off the tag, b+tch (yeah)
you see that n+gga broke, don’t be that b+tch
they see me blowin’ up with a bad b+tch
spent a rack on these jeans so i’m saggin’
i’m so high off the dope i’m jet laggin’
designer my closet, mc magic
givenchy my shoes, fashion
bought a bag for my bag, so i bagged it
that’s your b+tch not my b+tch, yeah i bagged it
the glock in my bag i been had it
and i feel like osama bin laden
and that n+gga he broke, don’t be that b+tch
oh, they hating on me cause i’m mad rich
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