Yeat, SeptembersRich - Luh m lyrics

(Goodnight, Darkboy)
Yeah, bitch, I touched an M

Bitch, I touched an M, bitch, I touched an M
(A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no
I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision
Got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops
(Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', bitch
I turned it to a chop
(Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top
(Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks
(Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake
It's gon' never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget
My money tall as shit
(Uh)
Pullin' up on exes, bitch
It's time to flex
(Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
(Damn)
You know what еlse crazy?
My money eight-foot-two
(Eight-foot-two, yеah)

Rockin' Ricky denim with
Balenci' untied shoes
(Untied, untied)
We can pull up if you with it
Don't gotta ask us to
Bitch, I'm twenty-one, diamonds fifty-two
I got these bitches doin' circles
Like it's hula hoop
You say you get money, who the fuck is you?
All my diamonds raining, matter of fact
They bitchin'
Bitch, my money funny (Skrrt)
Fucked my money up so much
It told me that it's cumming (Skrrt)
Yeah, they can't sit in the way
All my diamonds flawless (Skrrt)
These baguettes don't make mistakes (Skrrt)
I don't know nobody, ain't no
Slices in this cake
Huh
All these kids got lazy
My money stayed in shape
I'm just stayin' to myself, bitch
I can't trust no jake
All my pockets got too swollen
Had to buy a safe
I put the devil on my music
He told me I'm the best
I don't care about making friends
I just care about faith
Yeah, bitch
I'm on the edge and this shit feel great

Bitch, I touched an M, bitch, I touched an M
(A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no
I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision
Got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops
(Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', bitch
I turned it to a chop
(Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top
(Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks
(Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake
It's gon' never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget
My money tall as shit
(Uh)
Pullin' up on exes, bitch
It's time to flex
(Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
(Damn)
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two

Bitch, we touched an M, bitch
We not your friend (Not your friend)
Pulled up in that Lamb'
(Truck) , twizz up in the Benz
Richer than your granny, yeah
This shit don't make no sense (Nah)
Cut off all my friends (Fuck 'em)
Them niggas fake as shit
Made a hundred, thousand, million, billion
Twenty bitches and they stripping
Broke-ass nigga eating his Chili's
Pulled up in a Lamb', bitch
We out in France
(France)
Fucking all her friends, I just do my dance
(Dance)
Money just came in, nigga, fuck advance
(Fuck it)
Boy, you broke as shit
You don't got no bands
I don't need no deal
(Fuck it) , I don't need no friends
We just pulled off in a Benz
'cause we touched an M
(Skrrt)

Bitch, I touched an M, bitch, I touched an M
(A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no
I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision
Got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops
(Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', bitch
I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top
(Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci
On my socks (Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake
It's gon' never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget
My money tall as shit
(Uh)
Pullin' up on exes, bitch
It's time to flex
(Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
(Damn)
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two