See You

Hey Rich Gang

Ysl

Yeah yeah yeah yeauhh

Yeah

Yeah

I got the streets in a head lock

I got your bitch in leg lock

I do not f**k with the fed cops

F-150 or better

All of my niggas gon ' get it

We gon' bust it down and split it

Fast food I want the chickens

Igloo I freeze the city

I can see you in a Bentley

In the back like Oprah Winfrey

Umbrella like Mr Bentley

My dick be sniping these bitches

I'ma make it rain on her forehead

F**k you pay me
Just like uncle sam said
Ho this ain't no fur this a lamb head
You can't get the picture
But the cam did

Pull up in nuthin' but big bodies

On top like scottie 2 hottie

Load up the Fire then I light it

Shootin' shit get me excited

Double C cups f**ked the titties I tried it

Piece of me inside her mouth call it trident

Nigga having sex on a boat
I got my water on I need me a float
I am the black kid where is all my folks
I slimed let them left em on the shore
I got bands on me
Yes I meant plural
I am so fresh man I feel like I'm a tourist

And I want 50 whole bands for a chorus

Rich Gang
Everytime I ball you know that I'ma score

Please take off them drawers man
You making Thug bored
I'ma hit the showroom and make a damn flood
Then I wonder why all my niggas import
Man my ice is water like a cosa nostra

I swear to swear to god baby it'll be slime toes

I got the streets in a head lock

I got your bitch in leg lock

I do not f**k with the fed cops

F-150 or better

All of my niggas gon' get it

We gon' bust it down and split it

Fast food I want the chickens

Igloo I freeze the city

I can see you in a Bentley

In the back like Oprah Winfrey

Umbrella like Mr Bentley

My dick be sniping these bitches

I'ma make it rain on her forehead

F**k you pay me
Just like uncle sam said

Ho this ain't no fur this a lamb head

You can 't get the picture
But the cam did

I won't lay down
Till' there's ice in my ears
I won't drink it
Unless it syrup don 't want beer
Ain't in no prison but when I appear

You see my diamonds from far but I'm near

Blingin' I'm blingin'
My chopper gon' ring yes I ring it

Off em' no reason I kill em
At on spot at four seasons
(five star hotels)

Ice skating like Lupe Fiasco

I'ma stack then hundreds tall no Rango

And I'm only 23
But I got steady dough
When we kill em
We won't hold any remains tho
I'm f**king Randy Savage
Riding with the karats and the bad bitches

Nigga must be a crip cause he drinking
So much red and they act different

I'ma start from the middle then
I'm headin' to the top
Then I'm going deep all in that pussayyy
Lil baby want all of my cream
And you know it's all white I'm mushayyy

And you know her old man be a pussy ass
Nigga like a bookie

Plus T I took it but I ate the cookie

I got the streets ina head lock

I got your bitch in leg lock

I do not f**k with the fed cops

F-150 or better

All of my niggas gon' get it

We gon' bust it down and split it

Fast food I want the chickens

Igloo I freeze the city

I can see you in a Bentley

In the back like Oprah Winfrey

Umbrella like Mr Bentley

My dick be sniping these bitches

I 'ma make it rain on her forehead

F**k you pay me
Just like uncle sam said
Ho this ain't no fur this a lamb head
You can't get the picture
But the cam did

Rich Gang