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letra de rich & bored - babyface ray & ytb fatt

[intro: babyface ray]
yeah

[verse 1: babyface ray]
in the titty bar, with my ice on, it’s a light show
i ain’t gon’ tell you nothin’ wrong
when you out here, keep your pipe on, n-gga pythons
only gotta tell me one time, boy, you better step or get stepped on
never panic when the show slow, movin’ more gas than a chevron
teflon, sold one from the—, facetime
livin’ like i move, heh, feel like i sell heroin, n-gga
road king, with the juice, i’m a dope fiend, turn her up and still no ring
bad tings before the dough came, boy, you know me
eatin’ good, but i ain’t f-ckin’ with them, they lookin’ for help, i’m hustlin’ for wealth
cut yours if you had mine, but i shoveled the deck, i thumped through a check
you ain’t touched you a hunnid yet, quarter mil’ on my neck, you n-gga pathetic
jesus piece for my loved ones, why they chasin’ this fetty? you keep him protected
you see him, then catch him, i don’t care if i dead it, it’s up then i said it
i ran out of zacks and p’s, i’m callin’ a medic, i want it, i get it
ain’t sh-t changed, with the bankroll and the area code
left hand when she seen me, i ain’t did sh-t, i just stared at the ho
you know that she gone

[hook: babyface ray]
all my n-gga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
couple countries, i been gettin’ more, i’m on forgiatos, i was sittin’ low
all my n-gga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
couple countries, i been gettin’ more, i’m on forgiatos, i was sittin’ low
all my n-gga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
couple countries, i been gettin’ more, i’m on forgiatos, i was sittin’ low
all my n-gga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
couple countries, i been gettin’ more, i’m on forgiatos, i was sittin’ low
[verse 2: ytb fatt]
blew his whole a rap check, he pathetic
expensive rolls, come electric
brand new ones, i can swim in my section
bbr bag jeans, b-tch, make me breakfast
i’m on the road to riches, i check my phone, got a text, tell me be careful
live performance in the kitchen, the pot punchin’ back, bash myself like nelly
i need a bandage, check the camera, if they raid the spot, throw the dope in the pantry
supercharged my engine
police on my trail, blacked out a car, marilyn manson
i got a bad b-tch sellin’ my dope
i got my young n-gga sellin’ my dope
more than one n-gga sellin’ my dope
i sell our dope and sell out shows
wretched b-tch, road truck with a scratcher
buy you bp, all your cars ’cause it’s on my head
every show i do in the country, i walk in with it on me
lamb truck, maybach, i done it
v-leg car, v truck, i done it
f-ck the price, drank pint, i want it
i buy four pints every monday
shut up b-tch, she on it, uh
get ’em, hit ’em on it, uh
he ain’t havin’ no cash
my phantom look like kodak
pour up again, uh-uh, uh, uh(what we doin’?)
spent a ticket with all my diamonds, i’m the don of all this sh-t, wafi
throw that p-ssy at me
in my hub, you see diamonds on my wrist, faucet
talk rich d-ck, she catch it in speed, took turns, like, b-tch
all my cars go two hunnid (go!)
lamb’ shaped like an onion (go!)
my trap still doin’ numbers (go!)
spent a million, i done it (go!)
how you talkin’ that gang sh-t? you ain’t got shot at, you ain’t got one hat
yeah, i got caught with my pants down but you ain’t gangsta enough to say it’s up then
i just sent a hit, i’ma tell you, if i ain’t doin’ the show, i’m servin’ (what you need?)
bad b-tch, i curl it
all the racks ’round the k!llers, i ain’t nervous

- babyface ray ytb fatt

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