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letra de get rich - futureofchicago, billionaire black & fbg duck

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[intro: young future boy]
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it
trappin’ every night, you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane

[chorus: young future boy]
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it
trappin’ every night, you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it
trappin’ every night, you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane
[verse 1: young future boy]
i’m just a young n-gga gettin’ h-lla gwop
f-ckin’ with my n-ggas’ll get you shot
on the block where it’s hot and we totin’ glocks
and the folks got my back ’cause they know i’m hot
f-ckin’ with my n-ggas’ll get you k!lled
my n-ggas, just only my n-ggas
only real n-ggas gon’ keep it real with you
f-ck the fake n-ggas, i don’t want to deal with you
nor kiss ass for no f-ck n-gga
can’t f-ck around with these f-ck b-tches
steady runnin’ up these bands, n-gga
f-ckin’ your b-tch with no hands, n-gga
m-o-b is where i stand, n-gga
ask your b-tch, i’m the man, n-gga
ask your b-tch, i’m the man, n-gga
ask your b-tch, i’m the man, n-gga
she suckin’ my d-ck through my pants, n-gga
i’ma need that cash in advance, n-gga
if you lack, if you lack, that’s your ass, n-gga
i’ma need that cash in advance, n-gga, if you lack, if you lack
shoot a n-gga like a kodak
f-ckin’ with me or my n-ggas, then we on that
n-gga talkin’ like he got that, he ain’t got that
lack, then get his f-ckin’ scalp pushed back
back to the back block, finna ride out
feds out, so i’m dippin’ in the hideout
n-gga play both sides, that’s some ho sh-t
hoes on my d-ck ’cause i’m finna blow, b-tch
shoot a n-gga like a kodak
f-ckin’ with me or my n-ggas, then we on that
n-gga talkin’ like he got that, he ain’t got that
lack, then get his f-ckin’ scalp pushed back
[chorus: young future boy & billionaire black]
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it
trappin’ every night, you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it (woah, uh)
trappin’ every night, you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane (clout god, clout god)

[verse 2: billionaire black]
i got to get rich
b-tch, i’m clouted up, you know that i can f-ck your b-tch
f-ck pourin’ a four, b-tch, i’m leanin’ off a six
call my shooter up and put you on that hitlist, that gun bang, bang, bang
headshot, that’s a man down (boom-boom)
fake n-ggas, ho n-ggas can’t stand ’round (no, no)
see, i be blowin’ dope by the d-mn pound (dope)
all you f-ckin’ rap n-ggas is some d-mn clowns (let’s get it)
shawty get to sparkin’ n-ggas, man (boom)
[?], then i [?] (dope)
stack it tall, always ’bout a bag (let’s get it)
tell me why you f-ck n-ggas, woah (woah)
i’m just a young n-gga out here tryna check a bankroll (bankroll, bankroll
and i ain’t got time for you strag or stank hoes (h-ll no, can’t go)
i’m in love with the m&m’s, blue-faced bankrolls (bankroll, bankroll)
he a stain, take him down, man, h-ll nah, can’t go (gang)
[chorus: young future boy & fbg duck]
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it
trappin’ every night, you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane
i got to get rich
and if i see a stain, you know i got to get it
and if i see a opp, you know i got to k!ll it
trappin’ every night (skrrt), you know i got to get rich ’cause i stay in my lane, lane (fbg sh-t, gang)

[verse 3: fbg duck]
i just bust a twenty-band jug last week (jug)
i know these n-ggas p-ssy, they ain’t scarin’ me (p-ssy)
all these n-ggas hoes, don’t put no fear in me (goofy)
clout boyz, we make noise, is you hearin’ me? (gang)
hundred-shot drum in the trunk and that b-tch’ll pull out and go blocka (brrt)
all of my n-ggas is shooters, all of my n-ggas is shottas (woo)
all of my n-ggas is gang, all of my n-ggas is mobsters (ooh)
they’ll pull guns out and crack your sh-t like lobster (bah, bah, bah)
and i don’t f-ck with no fu n-ggas (fufu-ass n-gga)
if i don’t know you, i’ma ask you, “who is you, n-gga?” (goof’-ass n-gga)
f-ck you gon’ do, n-gga? (ol’ p-ssy-ass n-gga)
i got shooters with me, hope you got shooters with you, n-gga (money)

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