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lonely rich – quickfire lyrics

[verse 1]

tall and thin with sauce and dressing
time to get right down to business
arcaze on the beat so you know i gotta keep it drippin
sippin lean but tastin lemons
flexing like i’m randy orton
be prepared for demolition
cause the b-ss about to kick in (who)
flow so sick it drip like icy
so aggressive b-tch i’m feisty
yo b-tch like me call me daddy
n-ggas claiming that they made me
no, do not claim me b-tch
choppa blast don’t make me b-tch
f-ck with me and get some paper
n-gga shoutout all my haters
n-gga pop off with the jaws
throwing subbies on they twitter
yousa keyboard typing b-tch
you hittin shift im pulling triggers
we are not the same
you know you are fake you lie and manipulate
i put in work you destroying yourself
you trying so hard to be somebody else
ok enough with the shots
you n-ggas is tiring i will not stop
till me and my n-ggas are all on the top
and topping the billboards like nicki minaj
wizard of oz, follow the road
pavin the way so we will not go broke
call us a joke, but don’t even think about
comin around when your balance is running out
gotta team rockin with me
and we throwin up them 50s
white b-tches big t-tties
cruising in a lamborghini
like a genie
disappear into the night
give you n-ggas stage fright cause we pop up 50 tight b-tch

[verse 2]

nah, i am not finished
this song really long i know that i k!lled it
arcaze will remain the goat
this beat is hot i had to float
throwing bullets like it’s fortnite
curve them sh-ts you in the spotlight
every line was fire quit my job nah i’ll get fired i’m a
senseless pyromaniac these bars give you a heart attack
nighttime bars insomniac
rap so fast you in the past i spit
you write sh-t for little kids
got no plays but i’m the sh-t
bare face hit a l!ck on yo b-tch
yea yo mistress. best not try to diss this
you know if i clap back throw your career in the abyss b-tch
never gave a f-ck bout sh-t until i learned to spit
now i’m murdering these beats flexin you is such a jit
imma f-ck it up like this, why you talkin all that sh-t
in my comments i could give a f-ck less about yo b-tch
not yo b-tch if she on my suckin d-ck and she wanna get rich
give her a rack she flip it to 12
she going out and she back before 12
she fell in love with a n-gga named rich
that hoe is a mess, she want all my kids
she bringing in racks, she left for an hour
count it all up 20 bands off that powder
sucking me off while she high on said powder
i’m bout to quit cause i know that i’m fire
takin a sip of this purp at the fire
have a nice day and i hope you’re inspired

- lonely rich lyrics

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