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js (ofb) - young rich lyrics

[hook]
young rich drug dealer
still catch me rocking my fila
scoring goals, that weren’t no fifa
i wanna be out in ibiza
but i’m stuck in the trap with this nina
mad, i just want brain like mia khalifa
fill up this patty, gotta fill up my litres
eighteen gripping these heaters
young rich drug dealer
still catch me rocking my fila
scoring goals, that weren’t no fifa
i wanna be out in ibiza
but i’m stuck in the trap with this nina
mad, i just want brain like mia khalifa
fill up this patty, gotta fill up my litres
eighteen gripping these heaters

[verse 1]
get two in your chest, get two in your back
don’t-don’t do up the dash
eighteen, pull up and crash
but free up my bros like free up nas
man can’t talk on me or i’ll pull it round there, i’ll let that bang
leave man spread like jam
a-team step, that’s f-cking gang
young g’s doing up trappy
bad b’s moving all catty
big back ting, she’s screaming out “papi”
if you ain’t got back then i just want hat g
three b-lls in her tongue so i know she a bad b
do my ting then i swing it to my akhi
swing it, they’re near to my line you can call that alli
no dele
aim for his head or his chest or his belly
murder on my mind, that’s something like melly
big dot-dot, tryna put him on telly
this drip be hot, i ain’t talking bout peri
just hit a shot to tom, no jerry
leave man bl–dy, i ain’t talking no mary
the size of my blade is f-cking scary
don’t drink lean cah it makes me weary
trapping ain’t dead when you’re moving this dairy
pockets low, that’s very rarely
put in my blade, that’s very scary
i said put in my blade, that’s very scary

[verse 2]
two bells in the shotty
best dash when i load this dotty
aim and squeeze, gotta do this properly
gyally want g but i just want noddy slops
buss that left cah i’ve just seen cops
no nerds can trap in my block
you’ve gotta be a part of the squad
i wanna be in cyprus whizzing them quads
gyally keep sucking me off on flops
till now none of my guys have dropped
in the ride, have paigons shot
pulling up at local blocks
tryna put my blade through tops
but free all my guys [?]
but free all my guys [?]
bad b’s sing my song, they like my flow like bend your back
[?] she throwing it back, she’s making it clap
young boy’s doing up trap
gotta bill up my line, gotta fill it with cats
man got [?] in the head
this sh-t that i say, this sh-t here’s facts

- js ofb lyrics

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