lil ace 2gb - dumb rich lyrics
[chorus]
to pull up i gotta get paid
on my mattress i gotta get laid
thc all in my vape
and i’m getting money i cannot control, i’m bout to lose my mind
i bought the ap and i bought the patek, i’m bout to run out of time
10 shots, body’s drop, in the hood they call that a dime
wait who is that? who is she? she is not bad she fine
[verse 1]
wait throw me one off of the head
lil uzi, all my friends are dead
money as long as a dread
hoe come here, we can f+ck on the bed
wait, hol’ up, let me t+up get my flow back
n+ggas know that i’m ballin’ like kodak
n+gga texting my phone, want his hoe back
that ass is so old like a throwback
i don’t think i’m thе sh+t, b+tch i know that
here’s 2500, b+tch hold that
n+gga stole it, b+tch i want my flow back
hе tried to diss in his song, my shooter said he won’t live long
he gone smoke him like a bong
off the lear, then i hopped in the frog
born off the leash, with no control, b+tch you know i’m a dog
i get paid while i’m sleep, everyone gone eat, and the n+ggas ain’t ride get gone
[chorus]
to pull up i gotta get paid
on my mattress i gotta get laid
thc all in my vape
and i’m getting money i cannot control, i’m bout to lose my mind
i bought the ap and i bought the patek, i’m bout to run out of time
10 shots, body’s drop, in the hood they call that a dime
wait who is that? who is she? she is not bad she fine
[verse 2]
he ain’t gone take sh+t from me, n+gga not cut
i’m grabbing that b+tch from the back of the b+tt
glock+19 in the back of the trunk
smoke his ass like the weed in the back of the runt
b+tch we in the ghetto, ra+ta+ta+ta
25 shots, hear bah, bah, bah
n+gga don’t touch that, uh+ah+ah+ah
pack came in, bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp
lamborghini engine, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
feel like roddy ricch in the boom boom room
fly my mama from la to cancun
n+gga try to play me i ain’t no fool
cross me or the gang, don’t worry it’s cool
don’t dance with devil, i won’t touch his hands
i just made me a hunnid’ bands
n+gga just tried to knock off my mans
i’m so rich rocking fear of god vans
feel like drake, i’m the 6 god man
they can’t handle me, i’m getting out of hand
it’s time to grow up, mama made me a man
[chorus]
to pull up i gotta get paid
on my mattress i gotta get laid
thc all in my vape
and i’m getting money i cannot control, i’m bout to lose my mind
i bought the ap and i bought the patek, i’m bout to run out of time
10 shots, body’s drop, in the hood they call that a dime
wait who is that? who is she? she is not bad she fine
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