Rich Gang lyrics

[Hook: Koly P]
The streets spoke & they been waiting on me
These local rappers they been thinkin' they me
My n*gga dead I can't assemble the peace
And all my n*ggas see is RED when they remember the beef
And I been going through some things
Like why the f*ck do these f*ck n*ggas claim that they real then they change
Got me going through some things
If I up it then I will, then I'm clutching with the steel to your brain

[Verse 1: Koly P]
I'm playing hopscotch
Sweating off the stove wit them hot pots
And serving powder for the nose to my watchout
I told my n*ggas holla 12
Block hot
See I might need another scale cuz the clock out
A dropout or well-known convicted felon
Tell the judge suck my di*k
I ain't no b*tch and I ain't tellin'
Koly P the sh*t is what you b*tch n*ggas smelling
You f*ck n*ggas chill 'fore that stick get to yellin'
I'm rebelling
My revolver hold 7 and my dog just bought a stolen Mac 11
All dogs gone go to heaven
I'm clutching the Smith and Wesson
If the pus*y n*gga sneeze we gon bless him
Achooo
Mr. f*ck n*gga you, see you done caught that f*ck n*gga flu
See, this what we gon do
If you coppin' I want too
And my jits sticking sh*t up like some glue
Man, free that n*gga cool
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Gucci trap thinking bout them 32's
Lil kodak on the Ave catching scab after school
My n*ggas on the bass smoking loud and selling blues
& you can do the math
Just put the buckets with the crabs
I done been crossed and backstabbed
These f*ck n*ggas active
f*ckboys and bast*rds
Who think they real cuz they trappin, give me 4 and a bast*rd
And ima cop a ghost & call it Casper
Lil koly bout to blow up pompano like it's NASA
So shut the f*ck n*gga
Yeah my 9 is mathematical
Kamikaze koly and my n*ggas they some animals
Geronimo
Coppin coose like it's domino's
First mixtape I swear to god I f*cked a ton of hoes
Geronimo
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555
Doing deals like we dominoes
pus*y