ronsocold - takeoff lyrics
[intro: gunna]
(i just told richie we rich)
[chorus]
i’m a boss, you a b+tch, that’s your daddy’s fault
we got sticks, it ain’t sh+t to get you knocked off
jump in that p+ssy like a diving board (splash)
count this money ’til my fingers sore
[verse]
ride around wit’ my slime
we ain’t running from nothing
money coming in large amounts
i’m a rich n+gga, i don’t need no discounts
i smell like gas, that’s my perfume
i passed pluto, i’m on neptune
f+ck these hoes, they ain’t believe in me
f+ck the opps, i got artillery
i know, my mama, she’s so proud of me
you so lame, i would hate to be you
f+ck these n+ggas, they so see+through
n+ggas mad ’cause i’m blessed like achoo
[chorus]
i’m a boss, you a b+tch, that’s your daddy’s fault
we got sticks, it ain’t sh+t to get you knocked off
jump in that p+ssy like a diving board (splash)
count this money ’til my fingers sore
i’m a boss, you a b+tch, that’s your daddy’s fault
we got sticks, it ain’t sh+t to get you knocked off
jump in that p+ssy like a diving board (splash)
count this money ’til my fingers sore
Random Lyrics