Ask ??? L8tr (Intro) lyrics

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Rich Gang


[Intro]
Rich Gang
Boy, you ain't a boss
You just a worker, n*gga
I just boxed my cross
Know I'm just splurging, n*gga
What the f*ck he got on?
[?]
We never heard of you n*gga
We got a word for n*ggas
Rich Gang

[Verse 1]
I'm the gas, you the crip
You the gun, I'm the clip
I'm the mask, you the lick
You the fan and I'm lit
SSET
20 strippers in the VIP, might
f*ck 'em, put 'em on some X, I
Line 'em up like, "Who's next?" Me and
Bird just landed off the jet, I
I don't trust sh*t
All my n*ggas flip
Cut your tongue out
If you scream "SSET"
Everybody switch
Ace got hit
b*tch, I might propose
To her best friend
Keep it G, that's all I ask from these n*ggas
Know you pus*y, so don't act like a n*gga
Signed a deal, it shouldn't matter to you n*ggas
Love to hate, you little broke mad n*gga
Yes she bad, but she about it?
Only, f*ck a lame for a deposit
Only, gang is with me, they solid
Give her my name, it come back solid
I'm still the one n*gga you ain't topping
Girl, you done struck gold when you found me
c*m taste like heaven, God got me
Walk in with the racks, got shells in my pocket
Uh, wrist solid gold
Neck solid gold
b*tch solid gold
di*k solid gold
b*tch on the pole
Trick on the low
Lurking on my page, give her di*k on the low
Princess diamonds, I cut it, cut it
Qualiteck lines, I cut it, cut it
Double phone, know my name buzzing
Had a bit of money if the b*tch ain't f*cking
[Hook]
I don't know how to be a player
I'mma keep it all the way gangster
2 Phone gon' shoot first
Then I ask questions later
I don't know how to be a player
I'mma keep it all the way gangster
Phone gon' shoot first
Then they ask questions later, later

[Verse 2]
I see you later
I f*cked her later
I'm on The Fader
Boy, I ain't later
n*gga, I'm prayed up
Boy, get your weight up, your weight up, your weight up
Boy, you ain't gangster
Ball like a Laker
Know I'm gon' play ya
Know you gon' save her
I'mma shoot first then I ask questions later, later, later
Later, later, later, later
Find your b*tch
I'mma break her
Got my SSET
Pull up, steak 'em
Split you, wig
Weight, player
Stars on my neck
Hoes on my di*k
Y'all n*ggas licks
I ain't with that sh*t
Rode through this b*tch
Throwing up the SSET
Troll in this b*tch
Off percocet
[Bridge]
Rich Gang or don't bang, b*tch
Not the same thing, b*tch
No, you ain't bang, b*tch
Falconia King b*tch

[Hook]
I don't know how to be a player
I'mma keep it all the way gangster
2 Phone gon' shoot first
Then I ask questions later
I don't know how to be a player
I'mma keep it all the way gangster
Phone gon' shoot first
Then they ask questions later, later

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