C.M.L. - RICHBOY SHIT lyrics
[C.M.L. - RICHBOY SHIT lyrics]
Yo, Ima light y'all boys from A to Z
I told them boys don't play with me
Load up them choppas
We'll come kill your whole agency
I be stating facts up on these tracks
This shit ain't make believe
Your bitch out of pocket dog
It's only right she pay a P
It's ugly when I see your bro
Charge him like a 304
Slump him when that heater blow
I'm real and all the people know
Disrespect the gang
I show your family what a demon on
Made it to the top
It's only right I put my people on
All these diamonds on me
Got these niggas upset
Lavish up now nigga, fuck who up next
30 Gang or nothing
Never settled for the less
And your baby mama here
Like bitch settle for the best
I been verified before the gram
Gave me a check applying all this pressure
I be standing on they neck
I bought my bitch a Rolly just
To shine up on my ex i do it for the gang
I ain't lying on the set
I took my bitch to Louis
Told her pick out what you want
I bought a crate of Uzis
You get picked off when it's funk
Be careful what you say about me
This ain't what you want
Don't try to break up in my house
There's killers in my home
It's money on the table nigga
We gon' add it up
I'm shitting on the other side
Niggas mad as fuck
Posted in the projects, ganging in the cut
Half a million dollars on me
Nigga hang it up
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
Pressure brought it's price
But it turned me to a diamond
Rolls-Royce Hank
I'm in the double R reclining
You looking for your baby daddy
Hoe I hope you find him
He probably 'bout to kill himself
'cause I ain't want to sign him
Them suckas do not bother me
These rap niggas ain't hot as me
Is Lavish D the realest nigga rapping
Boy he gotta be i knew I was rich when
I kept winning in Monopoly
Whip my dick out on your bitch
And she gon' suck it sloppily
Ain't nobody big as us
Hank just wanna live it up
You know I keep a missile tucked
This choppa pick your nigga up
Your homie lost his life, you
Say you miss him, go and dig him up
Heard he got his helmet cracked
The coroners had to pick him up
All I'm doing is stating facts
I said it I can't take it back
Brody just went on a mission
I just pray he make it back
Broke niggas acting like they rich
How you faking that?
Death before dishonor, you don't understand
Then play it back
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
I told them boys don't play with me
Load up them choppas
We'll come kill your whole agency
I be stating facts up on these tracks
This shit ain't make believe
Your bitch out of pocket dog
It's only right she pay a P
It's ugly when I see your bro
Charge him like a 304
Slump him when that heater blow
I'm real and all the people know
Disrespect the gang
I show your family what a demon on
Made it to the top
It's only right I put my people on
All these diamonds on me
Got these niggas upset
Lavish up now nigga, fuck who up next
30 Gang or nothing
Never settled for the less
And your baby mama here
Like bitch settle for the best
I been verified before the gram
Gave me a check applying all this pressure
I be standing on they neck
I bought my bitch a Rolly just
To shine up on my ex i do it for the gang
I ain't lying on the set
I took my bitch to Louis
Told her pick out what you want
I bought a crate of Uzis
You get picked off when it's funk
Be careful what you say about me
This ain't what you want
Don't try to break up in my house
There's killers in my home
It's money on the table nigga
We gon' add it up
I'm shitting on the other side
Niggas mad as fuck
Posted in the projects, ganging in the cut
Half a million dollars on me
Nigga hang it up
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
Pressure brought it's price
But it turned me to a diamond
Rolls-Royce Hank
I'm in the double R reclining
You looking for your baby daddy
Hoe I hope you find him
He probably 'bout to kill himself
'cause I ain't want to sign him
Them suckas do not bother me
These rap niggas ain't hot as me
Is Lavish D the realest nigga rapping
Boy he gotta be i knew I was rich when
I kept winning in Monopoly
Whip my dick out on your bitch
And she gon' suck it sloppily
Ain't nobody big as us
Hank just wanna live it up
You know I keep a missile tucked
This choppa pick your nigga up
Your homie lost his life, you
Say you miss him, go and dig him up
Heard he got his helmet cracked
The coroners had to pick him up
All I'm doing is stating facts
I said it I can't take it back
Brody just went on a mission
I just pray he make it back
Broke niggas acting like they rich
How you faking that?
Death before dishonor, you don't understand
Then play it back
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit
I came home balling on some rich boy shit
You be pillow talking on some bitch boy shit
Stepping on these niggas on some big boy shit
You be in your feelings on
Some little boy shit