"Rich N Turnt" lyrics
"Rich N Turnt"
(feat. Desire)
[Summrs:]
I got two sticks on me bitch (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)
I can't let a nigga split my shit
I just turnt up and got rich, yeah
Fell in love with these sticks
You'll never catch me in no Ricks
My wrist lit, Audemars Piguet up on my shit
Two-tone Patek froze, Urus truck swole
And my pockets swole (Double R, Bird Business, brr)
Slidin' in a four-door, I just turnt up on my ex ho
I just bought Kayb a pole, I'm turnt up at his show
I'm like "Motherfuck the PO", dicks watchin' us like its HBO
Neck on froze, wrist on froze, H2O
I can't trust no ho, drop my partner? Ain't how it go (Go)
[Desire:]
Got my wrist on froze, rockin' out my show with a dirty pole
And my niggas take watches, actin' like the Grinch, takin' they stones
I'm in love with the roxy, I can feel 30 mgs through my bones
Double cup filled with toxins, I been eatin' on that good-good teriyaki
I'm finna cook, hibachi, Mike Amiri my jeans, don't do Versace
Bitch, I just dropped a deposit, I'm still the same young nigga, dropped outta college
And bitch I just do what I'm 'posed to, sippin' good-good drank I ain't got a coaster
I'm the one havin' the motion, big ass fuckin' rod ain't got no holster
[Summrs:]
You in my swag bad, bitch, you stole it
I got a rod with no fuckin' holster
Drivin' that fast in the Tesla Roadster
This bitch keep askin' me "Just come over"
She want me slangin' dick all on the sofa
I'm rockin Number (N)ine, not rock no Gosha
You niggas fakin, these niggas impostors
Free my dawgs out the cut, nigga, free Sosa
Bitch, I got 20 pointers in my choker
Don't let that Draco slump you over
I'm in the stu', I'm focused and I'm loaded
She see my Audemars Piguet, she noticed
I pick that pistol up and get to totin'
I got my millions up, lil bitch, I'm chosen
I'm in the Maybach, noddin' off, dozin'
I'mma let the K knock a noggin open
I'm on some presidential shit, but I don't be votin'
PMO snatched his chain, that's a trophy
Holy, holy, hold that nose, boy, you needa hold the nose 'fore I get your ass busted up
And murdered, come through the section and just swerve, leavin' his brains on the curb
I fly with the birds, yeah, that's what you heard?
Then you heard right, my niggas in the can with their fuckin' knife, they ain't got no pipes
Take one of us, take two of yours then we get life (Yeah, yeah)
We ain't makin' shit right
I got two sticks on me bitch
I can't let a nigga split my shit
I just turnt up and got rich, yeah
Fell in love with these sticks
You'll never catch me in no Ricks
My wrist lit, Audemars Piguet up on my shit
Two-tone Patek froze, Urus truck swole
And my pockets swole (Double R, Bird Business, brr)
Slidin' in a four-door, I just turnt up on my ex ho
I just bought Kayb a pole, I'm turnt up at his show
I'm like "Motherfuck the PO", dicks watchin' us like its HBO
Neck on froze, wrist on froze, H2O
I can't trust no ho, drop my partner? Ain't how it go (Go)
CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY
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