Rich As Fuck (Feat Lil Wayne)

Never talk to the cops, I don’t speak pig latin

I turn the pen into a motherfucking janet jackson

Tell the bitches the be hating I ain’t got no worries

I just wanna hit and run like I ain’t got no insurance

Hoe, what’s yo name? what’s yo sign?

Zodiac killer, all rats gotta die even master splinter

Yeah murder 187, I be killing them bitches

I hope all dogs go to heaven

And I got xanax, percocate, promethizine with codine

Call me mr sandman, I’m selling all these hoes dreams

Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass tv screen

I keep a bad bitch call me the bb king

You know I got that mouth out her and put that bitch out

Like a house fire, I’m killing these hoes like michael myers

I eat that cat just like a lion, and I can’t trust none of these niggas

Can’t trust none of these hoes

And I see your girl one on one, I got that hoe tivo

Got a red ass bitch with a red ass pussy

Nigga try me that’s a deadass pussy

Cause y’all motherfuckers so blind to the fact

To tell you the truth, I don’t care who’s looking

That pussy feel just like heaven on earth

Six feet deep dick shovel in dirt

Rip, rest in pussy, light that shit then pass that shit

We gone so smoked out

And then I went got locked up, every night I dreamed I broke out

Oen time for them pussy niggas that’s that shit I don’t like

We eating over here nigga fuck around and have a food fight

And that’s 2 chainz

Look at you, now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

Ak on my night stand, right next to the bible

But I swear with these 50 shots I’ll shoot our with 5 o

Pockets getting too fat, no weight watch, no light pole

Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tight rope

And I make that pussy dap out I knowck that pussy out cold

Nigga you get beat the clap out

But that’s just how the dice roll

These hoes want that hoes pipe

So I give all these hoes pipe

She get on that dick and stay on all night like porch lights

Let’s do it, fuck talking we out here we ballin

And I’m spraying that on these rusty niggas like wd40

We fucked up we trunked up, no if ands or but fucks

Bitch niggas go behind ya back like nun-chucks

And that’s fucked up by my hoes down, my cups up

My niggas down for whatever, these bitches think they too fly

Well tell them hoes I pluck feathers

I’m tunechi, young tunechi, I wear trukfit, fuck gucci

She blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smoochies

And that’s 2 chainz

Look at you, now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck.