David Pablo, Rich The Kid, Project Pat - 250,000 lyrics
Rich The Kid [Dimitri Leslie Roger] College Park, Georgia, U.S.
[David Pablo, Rich The Kid, Project Pat - 250,000 lyrics]
Paper fuck a Benz
Who's who cause a broke nigga alwayslose
Your bitch ran up, head first
Pulled up, in the herse double X
Catch me on the block foreign
Bitch she show her titties
Gold drape my body
Smoking dumb strong in the mazzi
Shout out Trap Frost, that's my brody
Trap niggas gon trap real niggas gon
90, 000 on me right now what the fuck is
Dropped off 20 the uber
He ain't know it, but he got it right
I don't really like rapping bout it
Cause this shit my real life
Dirty money on a dirty nigga street sweeper
Couple bands, he'll clean them up
Bust downs and came a long way from cook ups
I don't got time for hook ups
Bitch break bread if you wanna fuck
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Patta! All this weed in my lungs
All this syrup in my belly
I just blew 10, 000 1's
Bitches ass shake like jelly
Most of it was Counterfeit
You know I stay making licks
Just might snatch your bitch
Suck a nigga dick
Pretty bitches to the right
You ugly hoes to the left
Got drunk, and it's watch your sip
Cause anything goes behind closed doors
My homie pulled up in a Bentley
I'm in a Roles you dig
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Who's who cause a broke nigga alwayslose
Your bitch ran up, head first
Pulled up, in the herse double X
Catch me on the block foreign
Bitch she show her titties
Gold drape my body
Smoking dumb strong in the mazzi
Shout out Trap Frost, that's my brody
Trap niggas gon trap real niggas gon
90, 000 on me right now what the fuck is
Dropped off 20 the uber
He ain't know it, but he got it right
I don't really like rapping bout it
Cause this shit my real life
Dirty money on a dirty nigga street sweeper
Couple bands, he'll clean them up
Bust downs and came a long way from cook ups
I don't got time for hook ups
Bitch break bread if you wanna fuck
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Patta! All this weed in my lungs
All this syrup in my belly
I just blew 10, 000 1's
Bitches ass shake like jelly
Most of it was Counterfeit
You know I stay making licks
Just might snatch your bitch
Suck a nigga dick
Pretty bitches to the right
You ugly hoes to the left
Got drunk, and it's watch your sip
Cause anything goes behind closed doors
My homie pulled up in a Bentley
I'm in a Roles you dig
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse
Better not kiss that bitch
She gave me sloppy toppy
I was in that Auti, now I'm in that Mazzi
Fuck your bitch
I left that ho down in the lobby
Quarter milli from the dirt, call the nerse