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trvlrs - rich boys lyrics

(chorus)
i spin on his block wit a heater, my diamonds be wet, like that sh-t aqua-fin

yeah
i f-ck wit this b-tch call her nina, she do what i say so i think that i need her
yeah
i get the money intentions yeah
i get the money advances yeah
i am that n-gga so fancy huh
hopping outside of the trenches yeah
yeah

money is coming the way sh-t growing
these b-tches look funny & i can afford it
i go super-saying , like f-ck i’s you saying
n-ggas is funny , the way that they “uh”

guess its the heat of the moment uh
packing the heat in the oven yeah
i leave that b-tch on her lonely yeah
she sucking d-ck like she owe me “yup”

(verse)
look at you’re pockets this sh-t looking funny
all u hating , u looking so dummy , u not gonna stop
the sh-t that i’m running , we selling out shows , the people they love aye
lets f-ck it up bro-die
yeah yeah
lets take all they money
yeah
i cannot f-ck wit that b-tch so i p-ss it to (?)
i’m laughing at police , they looking so phony , like where is my sh-t, in the back of the trunk with “?”
not spraying cologne yeah

you f-cking with this?
i know that you feel it , we all about the money ,up high in the ceiling
we applying to forbes applying the realest , just p-ss me the money , applying the “uh”
applying the pressure, applying extensions , the way that u running sh-t , looking depressing
its all in yo head , you learning you’re lesson? the way that we gunning , this sh-t is a blessing man
look at me i’m the man
aye aye aye yeah
counting & counting my millions , we smoking the packs , so don’t p-ss me the billy
i’ve been in the trenches , you’ve been in you’re feelings , look at my tummy , and i got me a filling
like how do feel it ?
like now that u see it
you all wanna be it

aye aye aye yeah

(verse)
i made my money for me and my mamma , she thinking its funny the way that i come up
house in the hills like i’m f-cking obama , think its so funny i made it from rhyming yeah

young and rich a n-gga gunning
you gone press me better run it
young and rich in this abundance
f-ck with me , you gone feel from it

risk it? or you gone sit back
yeah my wrist lit , it go bling blah
my chick thick , we go tic tax
yeah b-tch hot and i miss that
aye f-ck , i’m on the beat aye
i’m on the beat aye
what do you mean yeah aye
i’m on the beat aye
what do you mean yeah aye
what do you mean yeah aye
aye aye
running the beat aye aye
running the beat aye aye
running the beat aye aye aye aye yeah

(chorus)

i spin on his block wit a heater, my diamonds be wet, like that sh-t aqua-fin
yeah
i f-ck wit this b-tch call her nina, she do what i say so i think that i need her
yeah
i get the money intentions yeah
i get the money advances yeah
i am that n-gga so fancy huh
hopping outside of the trenches yeah
yeah
money is coming the way sh-t growing
these b-tches look funny & i can afford it
i go super=saying , like f-ck i’s you saying
n-ggas is funny , the way that they “uh”

guess its the heat of the moment yeah
packing the heat in the oven yeah
i am that n-gga so fancy yeah, hopping outside of the trenches yeah

- trvlrs lyrics

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