"RICH SEASON" lyrics
Ah, ah
Ayy
We hop out the Hellcat, bust back, run track
Said I'm not gon' shoot, but nigga, fuck that, one clap
Beefin' out in public, that was love taps, I love that
You do so much cappin' just for one act, ayy
I make it look easy, you niggas look cheesy
They hit the folks, my diamonds Chris Breezy
Them hollow tips sneezin', okay, let's go
My choppa still squeezin', my neck and wrist freezin', okay, let's go
My choppa still squeezin', my neck and wrist freezin', okay, let's go
Yeah, this that rich season, that SRT demon, okay, let's go
We hit that lick wheezin' since I be too heated
Guess where I'm at, I'm with your bitch pleasin', I know this bitch cheesin'
I got that fire, I keep that pole lately, protect my soul safely, and that's on God
We-we was stackin' money, gettin' bricks and we outside
I was with your shorty, I just hope she down to ride
When you wanted smoke with niggas like us then you die
When you wanted beef with niggas like us then you
Ayy, you find your head missin'
I mean they find with lead in it, I mean you wish you dead, nigga
I be on me, you mad 'bout it, I be on what I said, nigga
Still rollin' with the best, nigga
I fell in love with bad bitches and we in Paris
Just put it on the tab, nigga, we livin' lavish
Don't even know her name, but she speak different languages
Always keep a thing with me 'cause I'm a savage
Let's go, I'm on the Louboutins, it's red 'cause he was bleedin' out
Actin' way too cocky, seen the gun, I had to plead 'em out
He ain't hungry with me, why the fuck I'm finna feed him now?
Those is pretty feet, but baby girl, I'm finna bleed 'em out
Ayy, go walk the blade, baby
I'm tryna get us paid, baby, it's pimp and never play, baby, I'm—
Ayy
We hop out the Hellcat, bust back, run track
Said I'm not gon' shoot, but nigga, fuck that, one clap
Beefin' out in public, that was love taps, I love that
You do so much cappin' just for one act, ayy
I make it look easy, you niggas look cheesy
They hit the folks, my diamonds Chris Breezy
Them hollow tips sneezin', okay, let's go
My choppa still squeezin', my neck and wrist freezin', okay, let's go
My choppa still squeezin', my neck and wrist freezin', okay, let's go
Yeah, this that rich season, that SRT demon, okay, let's go
We hit that lick wheezin' since I be too heated
Guess where I'm at, I'm with your bitch pleasin', I know this bitch cheesin'
I got that fire, I keep that pole lately, protect my soul safely, and that's on God
We-we was stackin' money, gettin' bricks and we outside
I was with your shorty, I just hope she down to ride
When you wanted smoke with niggas like us then you die
When you wanted beef with niggas like us then you
Ayy, you find your head missin'
I mean they find with lead in it, I mean you wish you dead, nigga
I be on me, you mad 'bout it, I be on what I said, nigga
Still rollin' with the best, nigga
I fell in love with bad bitches and we in Paris
Just put it on the tab, nigga, we livin' lavish
Don't even know her name, but she speak different languages
Always keep a thing with me 'cause I'm a savage
Let's go, I'm on the Louboutins, it's red 'cause he was bleedin' out
Actin' way too cocky, seen the gun, I had to plead 'em out
He ain't hungry with me, why the fuck I'm finna feed him now?
Those is pretty feet, but baby girl, I'm finna bleed 'em out
Ayy, go walk the blade, baby
I'm tryna get us paid, baby, it's pimp and never play, baby, I'm—
