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og streetmoney - rich lyrics

[intro]
rich sh+t ([?], baby)
og streetmoney (rich sh+t)
(rich sh+t, rich)

[chorus]
i’m+i’m a rich b+tch
i’m on some rich sh+t
double women like the cannon, b+tch, i’ve been lit
strip club, she juicy and she’s choosin’ ’cause i’m blowin’ money
blue faces, head huntin’, i’m used to redrum
drinkin’ on hennesy and cîroc, tryna mix it up
brown paper bag, blow a bag, gotta live it up
rich sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t

[verse]
strip club miami this the hamptons, b+tch’s deuce a hazard
money her only habit, when i throw it, it make her happy
shake that ass and let me splat it, i’m finna throw a gaffle
i’m in that mode, can’t tell me sh+t, i’m throwin’ this street
big bank take lil’ bank, f+ck what a b+tch think
right now, i’m in my bag, i can’t tell you if i lost it
i break bread with all my people, but i’m still hungry, late night, shе be moanin’
while i bone it, f+ck hеr on these ones, pay her in these twenties
i got plenty, i don’t see too many, my flow poppin’
they done turnt me up, way outta town in the a
[?], [?], summertime, my muscle up, add it up
that sh+t ain’t even addin’ up, you mad, bruh
that’s what they make masks for, face shot, got my bag up
i’m so f+ckin’ turnt and i didn’t have to pop the pill
ever since i came home, i told these folks, “i ain’t got no chill”
they lovin’ me for real, i love my heart, so i can’t feel
og
[chorus]
i’m+i’m a rich b+tch
i’m on some rich sh+t (let’s go)
double women like the cannon, b+tch, i’ve been lit
strip club, she juicy and she’s choosin’ ’cause i’m blowin’ money
blue faces, head huntin’, i’m used to redrum
drinkin’ on hennesy and cîroc, tryna mix it up
brown paper bag, blow a bag, gotta live it up
rich sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t

[verse 2]
[?], she got me [home/hole?], fresh out, i got ’em shook
don’t check my books for money, check my pockets, pockets chunky
i was locked up when she dumped it, now i’m out, i think i’m lucky
b+tch won’t really hit on nothin’, og pull up, we gon’ run it
smash her, pass her, smash her, pass her
smash her, pass her, on that gas, we gon’ go ahead and
smash her, pass her, smash her, pass her
smash her, pass her (on god), ayy
woke the streets, vip money with me in the booth
strapped in the beef, got my gun in here, too
rip bankroll, [?] know that we street
mention me, [?] time
i came out nickels and dimes, they must don’t lower my time
i’m not your regular n+gga, i’m juice, i’ll sell you, n+gga
[chorus]
i’m+i’m a rich b+tch
i’m on some rich sh+t (let’s go)
double women like the cannon, b+tch, i’ve been lit
strip club, she juicy and she’s choosin’ ’cause i’m blowin’ money
blue faces, head huntin’, i’m used to redrum
drinkin’ on hennesy and cîroc, tryna mix it up
brown paper bag, blow a bag, gotta live it up
rich sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t

[outro]
i’m+i’m a rich b+tch
i’m on some rich sh+t
double women like the cannon, b+tch, i’ve been lit
strip club, she juicy and she’s choosin’ ’cause i’m blowin’ money
blue faces, head huntin’, i’m used to redrum (on god)
rich sh+t, rich sh+t (blow a bag, get it back)
rich sh+t (you want that, get it back)
(she say [?] for that cash, [?])
mm (sh+t, uh, sh+t, rich sh+t, rich sh+t, on god)
rich sh+t, rich sh+t

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