letra de rich junkies - austin skinner
[intro]
(you know who tfmadeit)
yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i got some money and i got some drugs
i just been livin’, my twin on the run
took me a perc’ to the face, i’m stuck
b-tch, i’m outside with a stick, it’s tucked
b-tch, i’ma shoot and i’m never gon’ run
i got some money on me, goin’ up
glock 19, i’m finna k!ll me some’
i’ma rich junkie, i’m poppin’ them drugs
b-tch, i be high but i’m still getting money
i’m getting rich, i’m a rich ass junkie
i just woke up then i made me a hundred
i put that stick in yo’ face, i ain’t bluffin’
i made a lot and know you got you nothin’
twin in the jam, i’m like, “free out my cousin”
got me some tris and you got robitussin
i got that stick in my pants and i’m cluthin’
[verse]
i got that draco, that b-tch came from russia
i got me racks and you never could touch ’em
i got that stick on my hip and i’m bussin’
i’m tryna get to them racks, i be rushin’
i need a hundred bands, this sh-t a race
ride in the whip and we grippin’ some k’s
perc’ in my system, now i’m feelin’ great
i got n0body i could ever save
that b-tch so bad, i just want me a taste
i got so high, can’t remember the day
if i’m not shooting, i pull out my blade
i made a path, i went out and paved
od on drugs, how much i take?
pretty lil’ b-tch, tryna f-ck on her face
i got some racks, they on me, i feel great
i’m sippin’ drank, i love the taste
how you tryna boss up on minimum wage?
i know they broke, they not having no way
i just be geekin’, they don’t got no motion
i just be geekin’, they don’t got no plays
i might say, “f-ck it,” and buy me a plane
i got some drugs in me, i’m feeling sane
i got some money, so much that i made
they finna die if they step on my plate
[chorus]
i got some money and i got some drugs
i just been livin’, my twin on the run
took me a perc’ to the face, i’m stuck
b-tch, i’m outside with a stick, it’s tucked
b-tch, i’ma shoot and i’m never gon’ run
i got some money on me, goin’ up
glock 19, i’m finna k!ll me some’
i’ma rich junkie, i’m poppin’ them drugs
b-tch, i be high but i’m still getting money
i’m getting rich, i’m a rich ass junkie
i just woke up then i made me a hundred
i put that stick in yo’ face, i ain’t bluffin’
i made a lot and know you got you nothin’
twin in the jam, i’m like, “free out my cousin”
got me some tris and you got robitussin
i got that stick in my pants and i’m cluthin’
[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah
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