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letra de ricchezza - justin rarri

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[intro]
told a b-tch “what you on? (what you on?)
i’ma shoot at that f-ck n-gga dome (boom)
i’ma buy her lil’ christian dior (yeah)
who want static? pull up at your door (yeah)
wanna be in the gang, he a new drummer check him out he be toting that pole (toting that pole)
got the drop on a opp he postin’ his shorty but lowkey i’m f-ckin’-

[verse 1]
yeah
stuck in my ways, b-tch i’m only worried ’bout the bankroll (’bout the bankroll)
i don’t got patience she could leave me right now dont care, no (i don’t care)
i was out here dolo so i be used to this sh-t (used to this sh-t)
she say i’m rude as a brick
mixing up the rerock but i keep it right out of the crib
ain’t trustin’ n0body around us (around)

[chorus]
put packs together i’m countin’ (i’m countin’)
rich n-gga rockin’ on richezza (richezza)
got a luxury life ever since i got right, everybody jack me like they helped us
got them [?] b-tches in a telly
pull up in suburbans we strapped and we ready
tell a n-gga straight up that i dont wanna fit in, ain’t ever gon be a lil’ regular

[post-chorus]
watch how they shake with that k
b-tch i’m a youngin’ right out of new york
i got a baddie, lil’ b-tch from the a
i’ma take her right with me cash out at the store
b-tch i’m a savage, that be the reason she falling for me ’cause a n-gga be real (real)
really a stepper, don’t gotta show you no ratchet my n-ggas they handle the deal
bro shooting at the opps (at the opps)
how you still in the field, how you made up a mill?
who dat boy on the block? (on the block)
what you know ’bout a drill with a big ol steel?
thirteen with a glock
b-tch ass walk up come try me
i put the grip on his face to remind ’em
he moving funny bro bust a your noggin’
i had to cut off lil’ shorty she toxic

[bridge]
told a b-tch “what you on? (what you on?)
i’ma shoot at that f-ck n-gga dome (boom)
i’ma buy her lil’ christian dior (yeah)
who want static? pull up at your door (yeah)
wanna be in the gang, he a new drummer check him out he be toting that pole (toting that pole)
got the drop on a opp he postin’ his shorty but lowkey i’m f-ckin’ his hoe

[verse 2]
don’t compare lil’ b-tch ain’t the same n-gga
fourty k i could make a in a day get it
he a youngin’ but still hold a k, n-gga
pull up on me and see how the trey hittin’
i got too much to lose for a broke b-tch
ain’t no cap in my rap, i’m a goat, b-tch
get ’em spinning right off of the coach
i got too many hoes for a old b-tch, yeah

[chorus]
put packs together i’m countin’ (i’m countin’)
rich n-gga rockin’ on richezza (richezza)
got a luxury life ever since i got right, everybody jack me like they helped us
got them [?] b-tches in a telly
pull up in suburbans we strapped and we ready
tell a n-gga straight up that i dont wanna fit in, ain’t ever gon be a lil’ regular

[post-chorus]
watch how they shake with that k
b-tch i’m a youngin’ right out of new york
i got a baddie, lil’ b-tch from the a
i’ma take her right with me cash out at the store
b-tch i’m a savage, that be the reason she falling for me ’cause a n-gga be real (real)
really a stepper, don’t gotta show you no ratchet my n-ggas they handle the deal
bro shooting at the opps (at the opps)
how you still in the field, how you made up a mill?
who dat boy on the block? (on the block)
what you know ’bout a drill with a big ol steel?
thirteen with a glock
b-tch ass walk up come try me
i put the grip on his face to remind ’em
he moving funny bro bust a your noggin’
i had to cut off lil’ shorty she toxic

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