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rich amiri - did that lyrics

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[intro]
aye, yeah

[chorus]
b+tch im ridin’ ’round like a l!ck
my n+gga ready to hit
you might get knocked down just like a pin
she want my number & she want my pin
b+tch you ain’t gettin’ a thing
told her i’m done with the [?]
then i went did it again

[verse 1]
yeah, it dont make sense how i’m rich
it don’t make sense that these n+ggas want war ‘bout a b+tch, boy you a b+tch
i got a vibe in the telly and she wanna’ eat she gonna’ feast
pour up a deuce in the liter
she wanna’ f+ck on me cuz im rich
i can’t feel tho, i don’t need her
prada on my ass, (what?) f+ck evisu
oh yo partner seem whack, we gon’ see ‘em
takin’ all these meds why?, cuz’ i need ‘em
five+five hit yo’ leg b+tch
left that hoe on read b+tch
partner finna’ crash im not yo [?] twin
think you finna’ run, im on yo’ trail twin
[?]
aye yeah, come see yo’ partner get whacked b+tch
she wanna f+ck on my adlib
[verse 2]
[?]
i was just broke back then
yeah, 29 cars i did that
goyard bag i did that
new ap i did that
chrome hearts glasses did that
[?]
slap it on yo’ b+tch ass
you say some get yo’ sh+t smacked
you don’t wanna’ get [?] smacked

[chorus]
b+tch im ridin’ ’round like a l!ck
my n+gga ready to hit
you might get knocked down just like a pin
she want my number & she want my pin
b+tch you ain’t gettin’ a thing
told her i’m done with the [?]
then i went did it again



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