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rich amiri - aint nothing lyrics

[intro]
(huh, 2023 b+tch, just chase it)
(turn up)
(yeah, yeah [?], yeah)

[chorus]
huh, yeah, goin’ crazy in this b+tch, and they think that a young n+gga slow (yeah)
pour my pour and i roll up my dope (hey), hit up fairfax finna catch a right hoe (oh yea)
puffin’ on dro got a n+gga eyes low, can’t put yo’ ass on, yeah you ain’t my bro
can’t put yo’ ass on, you ain’t one of my folks, and the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the benz and rolls ain’t nothing (ain’t nothing)
and the two+tone ap froze on the wirst with a rose ain’t nothin’ (ain’t nothing)
instagram hoes ain’t nothin’ (nope)
instagram poles ain’t nothin’
d+cking yo’ b+tch on lock lil boy she f+ckin’
dirty lil wh0re, she don’t love you
think you gon’ do something bout’ that b+tch you buggin’
n+gga gon’ whack yo’ m+ffin, go ahead call my bluff

[verse]
hunnid’ racks in the zip, i’ma f+ck around, put a bag on a b+tch
goin’ fast in the whip and the passenger, got a neck, give me lip
smokin’ gas out the zip and i pour that lemonade in the mix
got the bad doin’ tricks on my d+ck, it’s a parade in my city (go)
hate when they broke, i don’t get it, f+ck it, she probably regret it
jayden be off the beans, ah, chase, he be off the venom
[?] in the fanta, [?] bandana
these n+ggas burnt like a candle, ball like i’m [?]
don’t you tell me what you seen, i had a n+gga do it
i got rich off trappin’, i put on my bruddas, and i ain’t dead
they want me to die, huh, stupid b+tch, i ain’t dead
i get them brick from fedex and i bag ’em up and sell it
and i can’t lie and say, that i never needed you
when i was down i needed you, honestly, i was feelin’ you
now i come back, rock+star sh+t, n+ggas so flop, cut ’em off quick
i done went up, i’m proud of my wrist
i’m proud of my hoes, i’m proud of my b+tches
[chorus]
huh, yeah, goin’ crazy in this b+tch, and they think that a young n+gga slow (yeah)
pour my pour and i roll up my dope (hey), hit up fairfax finna catch a right hoe (oh yea)
puffin’ on dro got a n+gga eyes low, can’t put yo’ ass on, yeah you ain’t my bro
can’t put yo’ ass on, you ain’t one of my folks, and the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the benz and rolls ain’t nothing (ain’t nothing)
and the two+tone ap froze on the wirst with a rose ain’t nothin’ (ain’t nothing)
instagram hoes ain’t nothin’ (nope)
instagram poles ain’t nothin’
d+cking yo’ b+tch on lock lil boy she f+ckin’
dirty lil wh0re, she don’t love you
think you gon’ do something bout’ that b+tch you buggin’
n+gga gon’ whack yo’ m+ffin, go ahead call my bluff

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