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rich the kid - goin crazy (feat. migos) lyrics

riding round in the a
and the coupe going crazy
i ain’t worried bout sh-t, young n-gg- i’m rich
it’s f–k you, pay me
don’t let your ho come around me, imma take your lady
riding round in the a
and the coupe going crazy
and the coupe going crazy
and the coupe going crazy
and the coupe going crazy
and the coupe going crazy

touched down in the a
maserati to bugatti, a motherf–ker start running from the paparazzi
got 4 hoes in the pool of my jacuzzi
pull up, drop top, finna operate a movie
you see the diamonds in my watch, it ain’t a g-shock
balenciaga on my feet instead of reebok
never ever been to the double
treat eating, staying shrimp on the yacht, f–k applebees
gianni, versace, i come to your city, take over like n-z-
i got hoes from the a to the bay
riding round and the coupe going crazy

riding round in my audi coupe
i dare a n-gg- look at me wrong, cause i’m gon shoot
i p-ss the og stuffed crust cookie snoop
i take the pot and egg beat it, i call it cookin’ a deuce
when i step inside a ‘rari, call me crash bandicoot
blood diamond came from africa, call me al-farouq
lil mama with the big old booty, come here
have you ever been in an 8 p-ssenger leer
she going crazy, private jet going crazy
told the b-tch to give me head and my grandmama’s angry
i ain’t give her nothing
nah, quavo ain’t a lover
you think i give a f–k about a b-tch, i ain’t a sucker
she the past tense, got to make lil mama absent
versace, versace, my fashion
counting money in the mansion, your girl in the living room dancing
and it don’t take nothing to drop her panties
quavo! (gone!)

coming down peachtree in an aston
with a bad white b-tch, jennifer aniston
feeling molly santan’ again
my neighbors panicking
in my hood, every day i hear an ambulance
ain’t a d-mn thing changed, still serving the j’s
felicia, she want to borrow my microwave
deebo still in your hood, creeping through your window
i’m f–king mrs.parker, took her to puerto rico
me, craig, and smokey smoke dope and we be choking
what watch should i wear today, every breitling or the rollie
reached in my robins and i pulled out guacamole
ain’t have a clue what i was holding, f&n is what i’m toting

- rich the kid lyrics

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