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rich forever music - intro lyrics

[intro: rich the kid]
new level, ya dig
elevation way, the money way
(thelabcook)

[verse 1: rich the kid]
new six, broke wrist
i put the racks in the mattress
n-ggas fake, let ’em have it
pull out the chopper and do magic
she want a purse
she want a birkin
f-ck her, she squirting
countin’ racks in the back of suburban
rich forever get the cheddar
two b-tches, got ’em kissing together
thick b-tch, let it drip on the leather
she wanna f-ck with a boss
maserati, we was chopping it off
switcharoo, f-ck her, p-ssing her off
now i’m rich but i took a loss
bought that b-tch gucci, birkin, and off

[verse 2: jay critch]
ice on my neck like new skates
she wanna f-ck, now it’s too late
pull up on you like tomb raider
balenciagas, got a new flavor
fifteen, i was ballin’, vince carter
hood fave, money blue like the water
young boy, in the hood i’m the man
kd, i ran off with them bands
gotta ride ’round with a fan
n-ggas plottin’, keep two glocks
new year, getting new guap
she all on my d-ck sayin’, “boo stop”
put double g’s on her belt
swim in your b-tch, michael phelps
rich forever gettin’ more bands
i just pull up in a foreign, d-mn

[hook: rich the kid]
check up
i put that b-tch on a stretcher
scr-ping the bowl for the extras
pockets they stuffed with the extras
we got the paper like too many lectures
i’m the professor
rich forever gettin’ more bands
i just pulled up in a foreign
check up
i put that b-tch on a stretcher
scr-ping the bowl for the extras
pockets they stuffed with the extras
we got the paper like too many lectures
i’m the professor
rich forever gettin’ more bands
i just pulled up in a foreign

[verse 3: famous dex]
ice on my grill, it’s a new smile
she wanna f-ck on your boo, wow
i’m getting money, yeah it’s blue now
rich forever be my crew now
last year i was broke as a joke
jugging n-ggas, yeah i used to sell soap
bad b-tch, yeah i watch her do c0ke
i want the money, i swear i need more
i dropped the racks in the booger
lookin’ at me so i took her
the thirty on me, don’t get shook up
i look at my plaques and i’m good up
wait, i got the money on me
eighty-thousand ap
off the flex, i don’t do no xans
fifty-thousand for a show in j-pan

- rich forever music lyrics

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