Rich Nigga Still Trappin

歌词
编曲 : Murda Beatz
DJ Durel, pow pow pow, give 'em hell
Yeah
I'm a rich nıgga
You thought I ain't still in these streets nıgga?
Might catch me out there now
Rich nıgga still trapping
I'm rich I still bust it down
Rich nıgga run in your trap
I'm a rich nıgga still lay the fucc nıgga down
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga still robbin'
Rich nıgga still mobbin'
Rich bricks circumcise 'em
Rich nıgga making plays all on the island
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga still hittin' licks with that dirty stick
Rich nıgga still hit the highway with 'bout 50 bricks
Put 50 thousand in the hood I ain't touching shıt
Told that bıtch she better cook it good, she better break her wrists
Young nıgga got my first sack it was a Vick
Remember running in them houses sometimes I ain't come out with shıt
Put that cocainá on your nose, I'm guaranteed that your nose gonna itch
When I seen my first hundred dollar bill I ain't look back since
They say Quavo why you got that pot I heard you rich nıgga
I'm in too deep in the trap game drowning in a marijuana river
50 bags in the trash can put it on my tab
Rich nıgga, I'm a rich nıgga still jugging slabs
Rich nıgga still trapping
I'm rich I still bust it down
Rich nıgga run in your trap
I'm a rich nıgga still lay the fucc nıgga down
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga still robbin'
Rich nıgga still mobbin'
Rich bricks circumcise 'em
Rich nıgga making plays all on the island
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Bıtch nıgga told on your partner you a snitch nıgga
Trapping capping trying to make a million
Pulling in a Bentley hurt a nıgga feeling
I got babies in the kitchen not talking children
30 round extension have you smelling like chitlins
Dexter lab in the kitchen do forensics
I'm the breadwinner nıggas need me they depending
Six on my money, got drugs up in Franklin
I'm havin' dabbin' should’ve been a damn mannequin
You can see my diamond comin' like I'm the ambulance
I'm ready for war Migo gang like the Taliban
I can't trust these bıtches had to learn my lesson
Shıttin' on you nıggas like a intestine
Pistol popping, I'm the king like I'm Elvis
Got the trap game in a chokehold, full nelson
Rich nıgga still trappin'
Choppa clappin' I was pappen
I didn't have it, so I snatched it
Robbing the hood, I ain't talking bout basket
It was tragic caught my nıgga pistol lackin' so I pack it
In the winter time I still got my ratchet
I'm ready for war pistol under my jacket
Rich nıgga still trapping
I'm rich I still bust it down
Rich nıgga run in your trap
I'm a rich nıgga still lay the fucc nıgga down
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga still robbin'
Rich nıgga still mobbin'
Rich bricks circumcise 'em
Rich nıgga making plays all on the island
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
Rich nıgga, rich nıgga, that's three crazy rich nıggas
专辑信息
1.See What I'm Saying Intro
2.Back To the Bando
3.Burnt Out
4.Forrest Whitaker
5.Rich Nigga Still Trappin
6.Came From Nothing
7.Trap Problems
8.Slanging
9.Asking For Money
10.Look At My Dab
11.Check
12.Pamela
13.Say So
14.Neighborhood Scientists
15.Unleashed