Rich Off Words (Explicit) - Stunna 4 Vegas/DaBaby
Lyrics by:Khalick Antonio Caldwell/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Koby Scretchen
Composed by:Khalick Antonio Caldwell/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Koby Scretchen
Killa this another one
Uh uh b***h I got rich off of words
Rich off of words rich
A broke n***a get on my nerves
Get on my nerves b***h
I wash down the perc with the syrup
Uh
Came from nothin' I stood on the curb
Uh
I moved 'dukes from the hood to the 'burbs
Uh
Rob me Boy that s**t finna burst
B***h
I send him to sit with the birds
Let's go sit
Sent me ten now I send you a verse
You broke lil' n***a you need to go see a nurse
N***a you broke
Them shots make 'em shout like he in church
P***y
I feel like they hatin' on me the most
N***a they hate
Wе make him freeze like hе seen the ghost
Freeze
We pop a opp then have a toast
Pop
After the top it's adiós
I gotta go
I pull out the lot with the pink note
We pull up and pop at your people
Pop pop pop pop
Tote my gun in NY even though it illegal
Out my mind probably higher than an eagle
I'm hot
Put a hole in that boy like a bagel
Hah
These f**k n***as be see-through
P***y
We got a whole lotta guns like the Navy
Uh
We got a whole lotta guns like the Army
I bust in public like Baby
Baow
Touch me n***a must be brazy
Brazy
I'm geeked and white boy wasted
Wasted
Sip lean it got me lazy
Lazy
I gave her a pill and a chaser
Thot
Stick got a d**k and a laser
Baow
He run these hallows will chase him
Come here
She see me she get shot like a taser
Hit her raw end up having my baby
Nah for real
Quarter-million dollar whip I drive that b***h like a Chevy
I hit this freak the other week
I ain't know that that was his ho
I wasn't tryna be messy
I pull up new bulletproof Lexus
2020
Twenty
All these whips that lil' n***a be flexin'
She told me I'm chocolate and sexy
Ooh
All fifties on me and they pink they look just like a p***y
When I wanna f**k she gon' let me
I love my b***h 'cause she gangsta
I say she look good she don't even say "Thank you"
She give me that "Uh" I give her a spank
I f**k with the gun on her bed like a gangsta
Give me that mmm give me that
That boy a grown man girl that boy ain't no baby
I used to pull up one deep with the four-five
I keep it real I ain't told your a*s no lie
Hold on hold on shh
Them h*es on me bad and I don't even know where I go
She ride the d**k on her toes
She put that p***y in drive and she roll I go
They think they in Baby business
He buyin' Benzes what do you know 'bout
Uh I'm pullin' on her extensions
Uh
Hit it way too hard I might f**k up or blow out
Uh uh
I tuck my gun when I go out
Let's go
You know I ain't leavin' my lace
Uh-uh
This b***h glued to me like paste
Fah
Wrong move I'm catchin' a case
I have 'em racks I can't wait on the bank
Racks
Big bool sit right by my waist
I get a room put my child on her face
Yeah
I'm off the drank they could down like an eight
Me and Stunna ain't worried 'bout s**t
And we told y'all n***as
Uh uh b***h I got rich off of words
Rich off of words rich
A broke n***a get on my nerves
Get on my nerves b***h
I wash down the purp with the syrup
Uh
Came from nothin' I stood on the curb
Uh
I moved 'dukes from the hood to the 'burbs
Uh
Rob me Boy that finna burst
B***h
I send him to sit with the birds
Let's go sit
Sent me ten now I send you a verse
You broke lil' n***a you need to go see a nurse
N***a you broke
Them shots make 'em shout like he in church
P***y
I feel like they hatin' on me the most
N***a they hate