Rich Gangsta lyrics

by

Hitmaka


[Intro: Tee Grizzley & King Von]
Yeah
Yeah (I— Island with the cash like Diego)
Von (Bankroll Got It, Hitmaka)

[Chorus: King Von & Tee Grizzley]
Rich gangster (Huh? Yeah), bad b*tch taker (Uh, yeah, yeah)
How she ridin' on that di*k, that b*tch dangerous (That b*tch dangerous)
Put that pus*y in a cage, I can't tame it (Yeah)
Put that b*tch on the camera, now she famous (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy)
Rich gangster (Woah), bad b*tch taker (Gimme your b*tch)
How she ridin' on that di*k, that b*tch dangerous (Okay, I see you)
Put that pus*y in a cage, I can't tame her (This b*tch too freaky)
Put that b*tch on the 'Gram, now she famous (She's official, ayy)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Real rich gangster (Really rich), big risk taker (Still take risks)
I'm with my b*tch right now, but I'ma hit your b*tch later
She ain't never been nowhеre, I'll f*ck for flyin' her outta state (Comе on)
I got rich but ain't sh*t change, I'm on Rodeo with that Drac', b*tch (Rah)
Take a trip to Cali to the D, f*ck up the streets (We out here)
Tell a cold stripper b*tch to go get dressed and come with me (Let's go)
I can't wait for a n*gga to try me 'round this b*tch like this sh*t sweet (Like this sh*t sweet, what?)
I come drop you with that chopper then go wash up with some bleach
Paid forty for it plain, thirty more to make this Rollie glow (Ice)
You know how it go, we f*ck then act like we don't know them hoes
I ain't friendly, n*gga (What?), don't say sh*t to me if you don't know me, bro (Come on)
I ain't Ludacris, you gon' get popped, we not gon' throw them 'bows, n*gga (Baow, baow, baow)
[Chorus: King Von & Tee Grizzley]
Rich gangster (Huh? Yeah), bad b*tch taker (Uh, yeah, yeah)
How she ridin' on that di*k, that b*tch dangerous (That b*tch dangerous)
Put that pus*y in a cage, I can't tame it (I can't tame it, yeah)
Put that b*tch on the camera, now she famous (Huh? Huh? What? Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy)
Rich gangster, bad b*tch taker (Gimme your b*tch)
How she ridin' on that di*k, that b*tch dangerous (Okay, I see you)
Put that pus*y in a cage, I can't tame her (This b*tch too freaky)
Put that b*tch on the 'Gram, now she famous (Nah, nah, damn, damn, she's official)

[Verse 2: King Von & Tee Grizzley]
I done made a ratchet ho famous (Uh-huh)
I done made a rapper ho famous (Uh-huh)
I done made a average ho famous (Uh-huh)
Got our guns in the club, we dangerous (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)
Gang sh*t, every n*gga that I came with it (That I came with)
n*gga missed up close, where yo' aim at? (Where yo' aim at?)
Lame-ass n*ggas actin' tough, get yo' chain snatched (Get your chain snatched)
n*ggas ain't caught no body, why you claim that? (Why you? Damn, damn)
I done been around the block too, uh
I done beat up n*ggas, I shot too, I'm thug life like 'Pac too (Like 'Pac too)
f*ck these b*tches and my opps too (And my opps too)
I done been rode for my dead n*ggas (Huh? What?), I kill n*ggas, I'm not you (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & King Von]
Rich gangster (Woah, gang), bad b*tch taker (Gimme your b*tch)
How she ridin' on that di*k, that b*tch dangerous (Okay, I see you)
Put that pus*y in a cage, I can't tame her (This b*tch too freaky)
Put that b*tch on the 'Gram, now she famous (Nah, nah, damn, damn)
Rich gangster (Huh? Yeah), bad b*tch taker (Uh, yeah, yeah)
How she ridin' on that di*k, that b*tch dangerous (That b*tch dangerous)
Put that pus*y in a cage, I can't tame it (I can't tame it, yeah)
Put that b*tch on the camera, now she famous (Huh? Huh? Yeah)
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