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rich the kid - prada lyrics

[intro]
rich
okay, okay
yeah, we still rich forever (rich forever)
yeah
(the adhd)

[chorus]
i been wakin’ up to racks, b+tch (b+tch)
quarter milli’, need a rack lift
my lil’ n+gga let the mac rip
left a baby on her bottom lip (lip)
most of these hoes get hit and get flipped
most of these n+ggas ain’t real, can’t trip
pardon me, bought a prada fit
gettin’ money, like a lot of it, okay

[verse]
walk through in egypt for three+hundred (three+hundred)
pull out a bed then i sleep on it (i sleep on it)
pulled out my d+ck and she eat on it (eat on it)
she a lil’ freak and she suckin’, no t++th on it
i was dead broke, had to sleep on the couch
pull out the lamb’ with the keys to thе house
on the way to your b+tch, had to re+routе (re+route)
and the money keep comin’ like, “f+ck a drought” (f+ck it)
baguettes, baguettes
b+tch see my neck and my wrist, is she ready
pop up on her, late night like freddy
i’ma cut the b+tch off, machete
my lil’ n+gga let the mac rip
seen a opp, hit the whole clip
think he flexin’, but this old drip
i’m tryna buy a brick with poker chips
blow a bag at saks, can’t go to barney’s
i got too many racks on me (woo)
i done said that my coupe is r+t+rded
like d+mn, i can’t even start it, valet can’t park it (d+mn)
gettin’ more bag than a market (bag)
put on his head, a target
n+gga wan’ run with the opps that he thought was the opps
we gon’ mop him and chalk him
[chorus]
i been wakin’ up to racks, b+tch (b+tch)
quarter milli’, need a rack lift
my lil’ n+gga let the mac rip
left a baby on her bottom lip (lip)
most of these hoes get hit and get flipped
most of these n+ggas ain’t real, can’t trip
pardon me, bought a prada fit
gettin’ money, like a lot of it, okay

[outro]
okay, okay, okay

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