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gunna - rich lyrics

[intro: gunna]
yeah
(playmakers)
yeah
(run that back, turbo)

[chorus: gunna]
40 thousand on my wrist (wrist)
and a hundred on my kicks (kicks)
ride maybachs ’cause we rich (rich)
bought birkin for my b+tch (oh)
sip syrup, i don’t get sick (nah)
my crew a walkin’ a l!ck (l!ck)
cash out on these sticks (sticks)
coupe white like a brick (brick)

[verse 1: gunna]
mm, i can cap a quarter off a brick (brick)
figi water my wrist (water my wrist)
yeezy waves, where the fish? (wave)
overseas, landin’ in swiz’ (overseas)
i can never wear k+swiss (no)
rose gold vvs necklace glist (glist)
n+gga askin’ me about his b+tch (’bout his b+tch)
i just got a hit, didn’t wanna hit (didn’t wanna)
all my jeans come fitted (fitted)
all my bruddas havin’ binges (yeah)
i been goin’ hard for a minute (hard for a minute)
i deserve a rolls or a bentley (rolls or a bentley)
spit it from the soul, he committed (soul, he committed)
gotta get my brudda outta prison (nah)
he been fightin’ jail tryna get acquitted
gotta let my boy enjoy these riches (riches)
i been takin’ care of my b+tches
trench coat got fur all in it
cuban link on my neck and my wrist’s
why these vibes tryna steal my attention?
i done came a long way from the kitchen (way)
me and jefe in the slide tryna get it (jefe)
now i got a mind on a billi’ (billi’)
maybach, bands, or the milli’
[chorus: gunna]
40 thousand on my wrist
and a hundred on my kicks
ride maybachs ’cause we rich
bought birkin for my b+tch
sip syrup, i don’t get sick
my crew a walkin’ a l!ck
cash out on these sticks
coupe white like a brick

[verse 2: jefe]
i started with a zip (started with a zip)
ran that up to a brick
ain’t got no time for a b+tch
too busy runnin’ up my chips (runnin’ up my chips)
i was grindin’ hard in the trench
now gunna got me on his sh+t
i was [?] work on my wrist
took the ice cube, put it ’round my neck
i ran me up a check (ran me up a check)
hard to earn for my respect (my respect)
had to ride out for my set
left a n+gga layin’ still from the ditch
from the [?] shot, that’s a hit
replay this sh+t, this hits (that’s a hit)
that’s a forty on my hip
need a forty ’round my wrist (’round my wrist)
need the billy man with blue strips
get the cash and then i dip
then i flight and take a trip
what’s a chip without a dip? (without a dip)
hit the brick and hit the strip
drop the ice, watch the water turn clear
all my ice is crystal clear
they be shinin’ like a chandelier (chandelier)
[chorus: gunna]
40 thousand on my wrist (wrist)
and a hundred on my kicks (kicks)
ride maybachs ’cause we rich (rich)
bought birkin for my b+tch (oh, nah)
my crew a walkin’ a l!ck (l!ck)
cash out on these sticks (sticks)
coupe white like a brick (oh)

- gunna lyrics

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