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God as my witness, I just caught a bond
I should probably wear a vest for all the stress I'm under
But shorty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die (yeah)
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die
Shorty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side (yeah)
Tired of fighting charges, swiping cards (yeah)
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die (yeah)
Ayy, rich 'til I die
Pull up on me and get hit with that fire
That Draco in my hand but the Glock on my side
And just like the sun I put him in the sky, yeah
Ayy, I'm a rich nigga with a wife beater
I'm in the coupe cruising with four heaters
I got a bad bitch she a meat eater
If you want you a verse I need five for a feature
I'm fresh out that can like a Vienna sausage
I pop me a Perc then I pop me a Roxy
These niggas be snitchin', I call 'em Tekashi
If he tell on me you know he get bodied
I point him out then my shooter gon' get 'em
Cheerleader bullets because they gon' split 'em
Ain't doin' no playin', I don't fuck with you niggas
Drop yo' location get up wit' a nigga
God as my witness, I just caught a bond
I should probably wear a vest for all the stress I'm under
But shorty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die (yeah)
WRITERS
Bryson Lashun Potts, Joshua Tyler Huie, Lucas Payne, Sterling Reynolds
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CREATE MUSIC
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