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• Artiste: Rot Ken
• Titre: Never Too Rich
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We on top of this shit like a hat (Go get 'em) Get some money and never look back (Don't play) I don't wanna see your face, bend it over, baby girl, let me see the back (Come here) From the trap to the stage, I run with them K's, now lil' Kenny just want a plaque If he play, then he lay, bullets hit his face, now he rolled up in a new pack I'ma probably get there late, and I'm moving slowly, baby girl, I'm on that act' If you try to run off, you get two to your face, and might catch a few through your back If you try to run off then that might be your last And I fucked on that ho and thеn bought her a cab And I don't like the card, I likе it in cash And you never too rich, I might spin out a Jag' And I'm just tryna get together I ain't slowing down, I'm on the pedal (Yeah, yeah) If they running down, then shoot whoever (Yeah) On some rockstar shit, my pants be leather (Yeah, yeah) Why you had to tell, what did you tell 'em? I might buy some jewelry, get some bezels Bad bitch from Japan, she suck it better Baby chopper dancing with the devil They ask who did it, I don't know I just wish he would've kept it close I don't shoot one bullet, shoot four Turn the switch on like I just work a stove Turn your bitch on when I put on these clothes Put the clip in and I shoot and reload Put the dick in and I nut on her nose Thought he ran track 'cause he quick on his toes She gotta be bad, bad if I cuff her Might catch a hat, hat tryna scuffle Racks in the trap bag, fuck a duffle They in the skinny jeans, I'm tryna run it up Get it by any means and I ain't done enough I might give ten a piece and tell 'em scuff 'em up How you gon' change? You used to be one of us Bullets gon' change him, made that boy double-dutch We on top of this shit like a hat (Go get 'em) Get some money and never look back (Don't play) I don't wanna see your face, bend it over, baby girl, let me see the back (Come here) From the trap to the stage, I run with them K's, now lil' Kenny just want a plaque If he play, then he lay, bullets hit his face, now he rolled up in a new pack I'ma probably get there late, and I'm moving slowly, baby girl, I'm on that act' If you try to run off, you get two to your face, and might catch a few through your back If you try to run off then that might be your last And I fucked on that ho and then bought her a cab And I don't like the card, I like it in cash And you never too rich, I might spin out a Jag' No cap Never too rich, I might spin out a Jag' If you try to run up, might get hit in your back