Rich Amiri, Dom Corleo - Whats in It lyrics

Blatt, yeah (Shh, shh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Y'all niggas broker than broke (Broke)
My niggas richer than rich (Let's go)
My brodie takin' the oath (Oath)
If he get caught, then he pleadin' the fifth
(Uh, huh)
I went and copped me a Glock (Glock)
Then I went copped me a switch
(Bop, bop, bop)
I do not stop for the cops, nope (yeah)
Pushin' it, two eighty-six (yeah, yeah)
Pockets, they filled up with cash (Cash)
Look at your pockets, it's lit (Uh, huh)
Fives and tens when I'm in the strip
(The strip)
In the club, throwin' your rent (The club)
Vibes, they comin' and eatin' the dick
(Uh, huh)
Kick her out, she throw a fit (Wow)
Ride the coupe, it got five percent tint
(Wow)
I bet you can't see what's in it (Nope)

I got a model ho, huh (Model ho)
Hell yeah, I'm fuckin' that bitch (yeah)
She gon' throw it back on the dick
(She gon' throw it back on the dick)
I'ma pull up and I hit (yeah)
And I ain't gon' my fuckin' crib
Unless I came with a stick
(Unless I'm totin' the stick)
Yeah, I rock Balenciaga with my Rick hoodie
I get flyer than a bitch
(yeah, I get flyer than a bitch)
'Cause I know that they ain't
Fuckin' with my swag (Woah, woah, woah)
I told the chauffeur, "Go and get my bag"
(Woah, woah, woah)
I got a bitch, so you can't hold my hand
(yeah)
Get on your knees and go 'head, do your thing
(yeah) suckin' the dick, yeah
She gon' blow that shit (Blow)
I roll it up and I get high as shit
(I get high)
I'm fuckin' with you 'cause you broke as shit
(Damn)
I cut her off 'cause she a broke lil' bitch
(You broke, bitch)

Y'all niggas broker than broke (Broke)
My niggas richer than rich (Let's go)
My brodie takin' the oath (Oath)
If he get caught, then he pleadin' the fifth
(Uh, huh)
I went and copped me a Glock (Glock)
Then I went copped me a switch
(Bop, bop, bop)
I do not stop for the cops, nope (yeah)
Pushin' it, two eighty-six (yeah, yeah)
Pockets, they filled up with cash (Cash)
Look at your pockets, it's lit (Uh, huh)
Fives and tens when I'm in the strip
(The strip)
In the club, throwin' your rent (The club)
Vibes, they comin' and eatin' the dick
(Uh, huh)
Kick her out, she throw a fit (Wow)
Ride the coupe, it got five percent tint
(Wow)
I bet you can't see what's in it (Nope)

Look in this ho and you can't see
Undercover on my damn jeans
BB, yeah, it's on my new mink
I don't think that they get fly like me
I don't think they gettin' fly as he, yeah
(yeah) oh yeah, I ball like Kareem (yeah)
Put up the three and it's wet like sea
(Let's go)
Grippin' the cup, I can't spill my lean
(Poppin' them)

Poppin' them pills like a goddamn fiend
Got a Moncleezy (Oh yeah)
Brand new season, for no reason
It get chilly (Oh, woah)
When we link, she eat my semen, yeah
You feel me ridin' 'round with my steely
No, I won't let them kill me
No, I won't let (Go)

Y'all niggas broker than broke (Broke)
My niggas richer than rich (Let's go)
My brodie takin' the oath (Oath)
If he get caught, then he pleadin' the fifth
(Uh, huh)
I went and copped me a Glock (Glock)
Then I went copped me a switch
(Bop, bop, bop)
I do not stop for the cops, nope (yeah)
Pushin' it, two eighty-six (yeah, yeah)
Pockets, they filled up with cash (Cash)
Look at your pockets, it's lit (Uh, huh)
Fives and tens when I'm in the strip
(The strip)
In the club, throwin' your rent (The club)
Vibes, they comin' and eatin' the dick
(Uh, huh)
Kick her out, she throw a fit (Wow)
Ride the coupe, it got five percent tint
(Wow)
I bet you can't see what's in it (Nope)