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rich gang - lifestyle lyrics

ft. young thug, rich homie quan

(intro)
rich homie, thugga thugga in this m-th-f-cka
rich homie, thugga thugga in this m-th-f-cka
rich gang thugga thugga, baby

(hook)
i’ve done did a lot of sh-t just to live this here lifestyle
we came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle
n-gg- livin’ life like a volcano and this is only the beginnin’
i’m on the top of the mountain, puffin’ on clouds and n-gg-s still beginnin’

(verse)
million: five on the visa card
hundred bands still look like the f-cking tires
n-gg- servin’ great white like i’m feeding sharks
i won’t do nothin’ with the b-tch, she can’t even get me hard
sum’ wrong with the p-ssy
even tho i ain’t gon hit it, i’mma still make sure that she gushy
me and my woadie, we don’t get caught up like that, no way
we ain’t got time to go see doctors, jay
hop up in my bed full of 40 b-tches and yawnin’
hey, this a show b-tch ya performing
i do this sh-t fo my daughters and all my sons, b-tch
i’m a run up them bands, i’ll take care their funds, b-tch
i got a moms, b-tch, she got a moms, b-tch
i got sisters and brothers to feed
i ain’t goin’ out like no idiot, i’m a og

(verse 2)
still screamin’ f-ck the otha side
i’ma ride fo my n-gg-s, aye !
and i’ma die fo my n-gg-s, aye!
ain’t gonna be latching on my n-gg-s aye!
n-gg-s couldn’t see me if they had a genie
i’mma live my life like bennie, rip my brutha bennie
i stack my racks to the ceiling, now these n-gg-s can’t beat me
i just might wake and want channel and these b-tches can’t see me
i’m in a whole notha league
i ain’t got aids but i swear to god i would bleed
till i d.i.e
twenty eight floors up i feel like i could f.l.y.e.e
pee on top of these b-tches
god told me they can neva stop me
so they ain’t gon’ stop me
i’m in that coffin with baby mommy getting ?
i’m bleeding red like a devil, i see these b-tchas plotting
they want to know how i got m’s and i didn’t finish college

(verse 3)
i do it fo my daddy, i do it fo my momma
them long nights, i swear to god i do it fo the come up
i’m willie b beating on my chest, in the jungle, aye
money on money, i got commas in erry bank
sunday thru monday, i’ve been grinding with no sleep
talking bout taking sum’ from me, like no way!
thugga thugga, that’s my brother, brother
ya don’t want no trouble trouble or ya can get these fists, knuckle knuckle
buckle up like a seatbelt or i’ll shoot ya
punching on the gas, too fast, and i lose ya
give me a bed, i’ll do her, i want a head medusa
i swear a n-gg- gone cuz this strong i’m blowing supa
grinding fo a new day
i’m skating, like that n-gg- lupe
hey, i’m on the top just like toupee
hey, i’m in her mouth just like toothpaste

(outro)
sitting in the middle of this ocean, pacific that is
ya understand me? bunch of bad b-tches, ya heard?
popping that gtv, living that lifestyle
i do this fo ms. gladis, boy hunid

- rich gang lyrics

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