Riches lyrics

[Chorus]
G's up hoes down get money

[Verse 1]
Havin' a good time with a couple snow bunnies
Cocaine on her nose, got her looking funny
See this 50 on my hip and that's for anybody
Real talk, I don't like playin' games
So don't speak on my last name
Real sh*t, I ain't worried
Man they f*cking with my people then somebody gettin' buried
Never been a lame, you can even ask my pops
It's getting me the money and somebody gettin' dropped
Get away clean way before they call the cops
I really do mean anything for the guap
I used to be broke, now I got my money up
Cruise around with the 12 gauge, ready for the fun
f*ckin' on a pretty b*tch anytime I want
I know that I'm married, I ain't trippin' if it's wrong
But f*ck it, puttin' in work in a bucket
Masked up say nothin', pull up no discussion
Hangin' out the window, start dumpin'

[Chorus]
G's up hoes down get money
[Verse 2]
Briefcase filled with blue hunnids
Deuce deuce in my boot, 6 shot hollow point
Man, I don't think these n*ggas really want it
See my baby momma trippin' bout' another b*tch
I know she caught me f*ckin' with another b*tch
But real talk, man I really can't stop
I really like the attention that I got
f*ckin' any hoe that I want
Buy her nice things if I want
Chillin in Tijuana for a month
Go to Mexicali for the plug
Come back to the U.S. with the drugs
This the life we live, yall ain't f*ckin' with the kid
30 round stick just to see that n*gga limp
I ain't ever gonna quit f*ckin' on a pretty b*tch
Ima keep on workin' til the day I'm filthy rich