LIONELRICHIE lyrics

[Chorus (Slowed)]
You know I got them b*tches (Gang)
I tote pipes with extensions (Yeah, yeah)
That n*gga died, leave him missin'
Like n*gga buy it, boy get rid it
And I'm so fly in designer
I'm gettin' it high off the finest
And you can try, but you won't find us
'Cause I get it rich just like Lionel
I'm f*ckin' that-

[Intro]
Trap-a-holics
Real trap sh*t
Glocky, chang
Go, ayy (Yeah)
Chang (Uh), uh, glocky
Huh? Ayy, ayy (Ha-ha)

[Chorus]
You know I got them b*tches (Gang)
I tote pipes with extensions (Yeah, yeah)
That n*gga died, leave him missin'
Like n*gga buy it, boy get rid it
And I'm so fly in designer
I'm gettin' it high off the finest
And you can try, but you won't find us
'Cause I get it rich just like Lionel
[Verse]
I'm f*ckin' that green just like a farmer
b*tch I'm on a stank, ain't talkin' 'bout farmer
She gimme that T, Arnold Palmer
The Glock with the beam, b*tch I'm sparkin'
And I'ma click, Peter Parker
And you's a b*tch, you's a barker
I leave him red like a marker
I leave him dead, n*gga started
And I dare a n*gga try me
He run up, we leave him slimy
Yes he did, we do him grimy
Go off his team, b*tch I send the iron
And I'm with my team, b*tch you know where I am
You don't get no green, boy, stop all that lyin'
The shawty a fiend, but she steady cryin'
Pull up to the scene, the n*ggas, they dyin' (Fah)
Doo doo doo, pull up, shoot (Baow)
All my b*tches comin' too
I got the Glock on a mop
n*gga, what you wanna choose? (Huh?)
n*gga, how you wanna lose?
I f*ck 'round, hang him on a noose
And if he f*ckin' with my gang
I f*ck 'round, put him on the news
Two Glocks on my side
Thing One, Thing Two
But we know that n*gga pus*y
Yeah, that n*gga deckin' twos (Huh? Huh?)
[Chorus]
You know I got them b*tches (Yeah)
I tote pipes with extensions
That n*gga dead, leave him missin'
Like n*gga buy it, boy get rid it
And I'm so fly in designer
I'm gettin' it high off the finest
And you can try, but you won't find us
'Cause I get it rich just like Lionel (Yeah, yeah)