Rich Gang lyrics

by

Ace Hood


[Hook]
Rich Gang n*gga, Rich Gang n*gga
Rich Gang n*gga, Rich Gang n*gga
Rich Gang n*gga, Rich Gang n*gga
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang n*gga
Rich Gang n*gga, Rich Gang n*gga
Rich Gang n*gga, Rich Gang n*gga
Rich Gang n*gga, Rich Gang n*gga
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang n*gga

[Verse 1]
Homie said she real, baby tryna phone or pop this pill
n*ggas on your hunned dollar, write my will
Splurge game in this b*tch, it's Johnny Gill
Hundred pounds of kris, go sip baby still
Every other month off me – half a mill
So I don't do drugs, if the k ever show
Start this blow, that's all I know
I'm a go hard, what these f*ck boys say?
Cover it up, he a fool with the K
Lay a n*gga trap, that's where he gon lay
Snap this chick, that fritolay
Woa man n*gga, that's a dirty game way
I be shootin n*ggas since back in '08
Seein through these n*ggas, I can tell that they fake
New clientele, gotta catch me a plate
I'm 2 seconds ahead, you 1 second late
On that kind of money, Shawty I can't wait
Act that way, move out my way
5000 choosin, move when I say
I ain't sparin no n*ggas, tryna f*ck it
And I run my way, no way Jose
Look for me, you MIA
sh*t is going up, that DOA
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