Young Rich Squad
Woah

Yeah, shorty ask if I get bread, I do
Blessed all year, thank God, "Achoo"
Spilled Hennessy on my Prada shoes
Woah, yeah
Said I'ma opp gon' slide, he won't
Act like he be outside, he don't
Said he make music, it's fire, he choke
Haha, yeah
Bitch, I've been in my bag today
Strip club, throwin' them bands away
He talk smoke, then ran away

New phone call, "I'm Bent, who this? "
It's my plug, he sent the bricks
He lost two, said "Damn, I'm pissed"
We just simple men, but, shit
Ex girl mad, must be the lust
Lied too much, can't be the trust
I get bread, I eat the crust
I grind my life, like weed to dust
They talk shit, I love the hate
Slime Ot, he love the Wraith
I eat good, I love the cake, yeah
Young Rich Squad, I love to make
I count bands, no problem, nigga
Bro come through, I'm stallin', nigga
One phone call, we robbed them niggas
They get you hit, like Stalin, nigga
Boy, I'm stunnin' your bitch, mm, mm
Maison Margiela my fit, mm, mm
Paid thirty bands, my wrist, mm, mm
Niggas don't made my list, uh, uh, like
These real tattoos hurt, you dig?
These real niggas come murk your kids
Yo' girl call, I work assist
New Og, I work your bitch
Woah, yeah
Don't jack boys, we okay, okay
Yves Saint Laurent, not Obey, okay
I get the money then go play, no way
Niggas talkin' shit, get robbed out Robins
Yes you a goon, bitch, I'm them goblins
300 clips, bitch, I'm with them Spartans
Ha, anyways, shorty ask if I get bread, I do
Do you wanna marry to the money? I said, "I do"

Yeah, shorty ask if I get bread, I do
Blessed all year, thank God, "Achoo"
Spilled Hennessy on my Prada shoes
Woah, yeah
Said I'ma opp gon' slide, he won't
Act like he be outside, he don't
Said he make music, it's fire, he choke
Haha, yeah
Bitch, I've been in my bag today
Strip club, throwin' them bands away
He talk smoke, then ran away
Yeah
Yeah
Shorty ask if I get bread, I do
Shawty wanna marry to the money, I do
Shawty wanna-, I do

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