"Rich Off Cocaine" lyrics

[Rick Ross:]
This is Mafia Music in a Maybach that is
Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby

[Avery Storm:]
The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof, ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof
I'm fully proof that you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
'Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross:]
Burnin' butter got it smellin' like it's butterscotch
Every bird boss take it to another notch
Bitch I'm busy baby, go and suck another cock
Fuck a hater, make me throw away another Glock
Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot
Guns in the attic, mama help me put 'em up
She'll pull 'em down, tell you quick to him 'em up
Load a hundred rounds, bring it back she'll fill it up
Like the time when them niggas payed us counterfeit
He count chips but that trick may have got 'em flip
We ain't playin' man, slang for them dollar bills
Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

[Avery Storm:]
Miami nights, I'm livin' the life
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine, 'cause I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof, ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof
I'm fully proof that you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
'Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross:]
How you seen a kilo started at a eight ball
First 48 to homicide ain't solve
Comin' from where hoes fuck ya for your paint job
Catch a case and daddy let you know you can't call
Coppin' 20 keys gotta be finicky
I got a tendency to send them up to Tennessee
Black Infinity to condo right on Venice Beach
I watch 'em snort a powder all while I'm chillin' sippin' tea
Lemons and honey, millions and money
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, specifically homie
My women imported, I'm never extorted
I'm very important, 20 grand for the mortgage

[Avery Storm:]
Miami nights, I'm livin' the life
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine, 'cause I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof, ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof
I'm fully proof that you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
'Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross:]
Baby mamas I hate 'em, they just want you to pay 'em
I'm in love with my babies, maybe mad that I'm famous
Don't be raisin' your voice that's another retainer
Know you missin' a nigga, know you missin' that anal
Know you missin' that Prada, how we did the regatta
She miss callin' me daddy, daddy drippin' in dollars
Daddy did it in Vegas, yeah I gotta connect
I get 'em ten a piece as long as I keep it correct
Vacation to Haiti, it nearly broke my heart
Seein' kids starve I thought about my Audemar
Sellin' dope ain't right, I put it on my life
Chickens put me in position to donate the rice

[Avery Storm:]
Miami nights, I'm livin' the life
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine, 'cause I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof, ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof
I'm fully proof that you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
'Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down