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letra de rich nigga anthem - benjicold

[verse]
we have to ride with the muhf-ckin’ sticks
we ride with the muhf-ckin’ bl!ck on us
we gonna f-ck with your b-tch
shawty, she poppin’ the x, the molly, the perc’, she poppin’ that b-tch
my n-ggas rock with the muhf-ckin’ chops, we ride with the muhf-ckin’ sticks
now we go for ride with your b-tch
my n-gga, he scoring a pint of tris, i call it a muhf-ckin’ cist
that n-gga a dork, he so d-mn lame, that n-gga, he not on the list
i’m up in the mall, we up in the saks, i’m balling like a f-ckin’ b-tch
my cars, all my doors, they suicidal, little n-gga, yeah, they got the slits
that n-gga, he talkin’ so d-mn crazy, told that n-gga get off of my d-ck
my partner, he got a lil’ trackhawk ’cause that n-gga from the f-ckin’ six
that n-gga got a lil’ chain on him but that n-gga really a walkin’ l!ck
lil’ bro said he wanna be me, told that n-gga, “it is what it is”
i’m f-ckin’ on a little white ho and i think that b-tch name was liz
i’m sippin’ on muhf-ckin’ codeine, you can see it up in my p-ss
two white hoes, yeah, they off the perky and i told that b-tch, “it’s just a kiss”
yeah, my n-gga balling like boat
my n-gga balling like boat, and you po’
all of my n-ggas, they rich, and you’re poor
he done got racks, you stupid, you slow
all of my n-ggas, [?]
she said look at me, baby, i’m a g.o.a.t
they like, “benjicold, why you don’t show the stick?” n-gga, why do y’all tote?
i got shooters up in houston
i got shooters up in upper atlanta
i pour the drop in the muhf-ckin’ fanta
red amg with three hoes like i’m santa
ain’t talking money, i really don’t answer
off of the perc’ and that b-tch a good dancer
my n-gga, he sippin’ on tris like a [?]
literally, n-gga, i feel like i ransom
this song the muhf-ckin’ rich n-gga anthem

- benjicold

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