kay will - get rich quick (2017) lyrics
[into]
let me spit that real sh-t
they don’t let you spit that real sh-t
keep it on thousand yea ohh
i just want a thousand yea ohh
(what huh
no wait uh no )
i just want a million yea ohh uh what
i just want them millions
imma go and get them millions yea uhh
(go and get them m&m’s)
woah
(ouu) yea
woah
(ouu) yea
woah
(ouu) yea
woah
(ouu) yea
[hook1]
all i wanna do is
get rich quick
{hold up that sh-t
sound fire say it one more time}
(and it go like) (uhh )
all i wanna do is
get rich quick
(ight now do the verse)
[verse1]
all i wanna do is get the bag
(iight keep going)
imma get it slow nd get it fast
(i know that’s right)
makin money in my sleep
so i won’t crash
(ohh don’t go!)
imma young goat
now i want the lamb
even tho you did me wrong
baby i ain’t mad at ya
im with erica
i think i’m in love with angela
and she friends with pamela
some one that i wanna f-ck
married to the streets
used to be a bachelor
[hook2]
i just i just i just wanna get rich
i just wanna get rich
i just i just i just wanna get rich
i just wanna get rich
get rich quick
get rich quick
i just i just i just wanna get rich
get rich quick
get rich quick
i just i just i just wanna get rich
[verse2]
real recognize real
i look familiar (oh i do?)
where i’m from
all we smoke is loud
we don’t hear ya (take a pull)
all on my phone tryna get sale uh (brr)
i don’t like the way
this sh-t is set up (naah)
nd now everybody
wanna copy my stuff (everybody)
hustle hard
bank account
will fill up (the bands)
all i want is money
i could never get enough (never)
even tho you still around
no i won’t cuff
(don’t do it )
why you always lackin
(be on point n-gg-)
remember i ain’t have sh-t
now i get the bag quick
(go get it)
i ain’t mean to get distracted
i ain’t wanna leave you
home alone
baby i was trapping
d-mn homie
thought you had a plan homie
in high school
you was the man homie
make sense keep it 2 50’s
(ouu)
you know i’m busy
if you a real
you coming with me
(lets go)
im on tour
i got the bands wit me
(uhuh)
how you a boss
never got ya hands filthy
(d-mn)
to all those record labels who just tryna temp me (what)
it ain’t no deal
if i can’t bring my brothers with me
(the truth)
[outro]
all i wanna do is yea
all all i wanna do is yea
all i wanna do is yea
all all i wanna do is
(so what you wanna do)
get rich quick
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