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letra de rich af - shy glizzy

[intro]
(geraldo liive on the track)
young jefe, holmes

[chorus]
hit ’em up, hit ’em up, them young n-ggas don’t give a f-ck
if they come and stick you up, then boy, you better give it up
ridin’ with that stick on us and my b-tch got a big old b-tt
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck
rich as f-ck, rich as f-ck, f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck
rich as f-ck, rich as f-ck, f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck

[verse 1]
these n-ggas bе switchin’ up, b-tch look like a million bucks (ooh)
my young n-ggas got stolen guns, i’m talkin’ chains, i’m talkin’ juggs (nah)
i’m on her sidе, give her h-ll, she just tryna give me love (uh)
and no, i’m not with ysl, but swear i know a million thugs (godd-mn)
if this was 2005, then i might be with bmf (godd-mn, godd-mn)
i just made ’bout one-point-five, got sauce just like i play for the jets (oh)
every time i get inside, i tell my b-tch i love her to death (i love you)
i tell my yns go and slide, they gon’ shoot it ’til ain’t no more left (brrt)
(shoot it ’til ain’t no more left)
(chase up and i rep my set)
we swervin’ in a stolen ‘cat (skrrt)
(play with me bad, your ass get left)
[chorus]
hit ’em up, hit ’em up, them young n-ggas don’t give a f-ck
if they come and stick you up, then boy, you better give it up
ridin’ with that stick on us and my b-tch got a big old b-tt
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck
rich as f-ck, rich as f-ck, f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (f-ck)
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (godd-mn)
rich as f-ck, rich as f-ck, f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (godd-mn, godd-mn)
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (ah)

[verse 2]
n-ggas still tryna be gang, ain’t never did a thing
swear soon as i seen this b-tch, said she deserve the finer things (uh-huh)
chanel bags, designer frames (yeah), and a diamond chain
yeah, you know we lit, b-tch, so stay outside the fire lane (we lit)
oh, oh, oh, oh (oh)
it’s only two ways that this sh-t gonna go
got a lil’ n-gga, creep up with a big .44 (boom)
you can give up your sh-t or you can get on that floor (get down)
n-ggas ain’t gon’ ride with us, so ain’t no pickin’ sides with us (oh)
they say jefe be hidin’, yeah, but that money be pilin’ up (jefe)
i’ma leave this money to my lil’ ones ’til my time is up (uh-huh)
and i keep a big silver glock, look like a cybertruck (boom, boom, boom)

[chorus]
hit ’em up, hit ’em up, them young n-ggas don’t give a f-ck
if they come and stick you up, then boy, you better give it up (oh)
ridin’ with that stick on us and my b-tch got a big old b-tt (room)
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (f-ck ’em)
rich as f-ck, rich as f-ck, f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (i’m rich as f-ck)
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (yeah)
rich as f-ck, rich as f-ck, f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (i’m rich as f-ck)
these n-ggas be switchin’ up and f-ck these hoes, i’m rich as f-ck (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- shy glizzy

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