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rich the kid - ain't ready lyrics

[chorus: rich the kid]
we pullin’ up with no invitation
i finally made it, it’s no debatin’
might walk with a hundred for motivation
my b-tches they f-ck off a conversation
told y’all rich forever pockets too heavy
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready
told y’all rich forever pockets too heavy
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready

[post-chorus: rich the kid]
ball tomorrow
rich bought an audemar
call up tavar
caught a charge
riding the wave so hard
everybody wanna go get a goyard
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready
rich forever pockets too heavy

[verse 1: rich the kid & famous dex]
told y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready
ap diamonds and they heavy
i got a b-tch named lil betty
she like to whip up my extras
we gettin’ money forever
quarter mil, dug it up with a shovel
too much water, my diamonds a puddle
thanking god i came up from the struggle
wait, i cannot f-ck with no busters
half of these n-gg-s be suckers
get the bag and i tell them to truck it
smokin’ dope and you know it’s so musty
yeah, we pullin’ up with no invitation
i finally made it through dedication
i’m swervin’ in something, she devastated
i’m winning, don’t need your congratulations
wait, most of these n-gg-s they hating
look up and told mama i made it
don’t give a f-ck ’bout these ladies
my watch on my wrist cost me eighty
everybody wanna go this way
f-ck your b-tch, make her go that way
rich, i might pull out a black wraith
ain’t talking unless it’s ’bout rackaids
[chorus: rich the kid]
we pullin’ up with no invitation
i finally made it, it’s no debatin’
might walk with a hundred for motivation
my b-tches they f-ck off a conversation
told y’all rich forever pockets too heavy
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready
told y’all rich forever pockets too heavy
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready

[verse 2: rich the kid]
they wanna copy the wave
they wanna ride the wave
i told my b-tch to behave
might put the coupe through surgery
trappin’ with a lil bit of burglaries
my pockets they look like a burger, b
your diamonds is rusty, from tiffany’s

[verse 3: jay critch]
you got to be kidding me
did the rackies and now she into me
diamonds african, whips from italy
n-gg-s chopping up bricks, do surgery
diamonds cutting up, sh-ts do surgery
she all on my d-ck, she heard of me
if you look like a lick it’s burglary
red bottoms, kicks look like a murder scene
get the money, it’s simple
big chopper, sh-t’s poppin’ like pimples
n-gg-s talkin’ but that’s not what we into
pull up, put some hoes in your rental
she give me the brain, the mental
diamonds beating like instrumentals
you ain’t getting no guap, why the f-ck you waiting?
i might go drop the top for motivation

- rich the kid lyrics

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