“RICHES” Beat Lyrics!!!!! Homies down at CV talking shit like they about it Imma have they brain on the floor with they leg re-routed Take they head off like a toy and have it mounted Up on the wall in my room prized possession how’d shit Get this bad my homie losing it all with his momma Apparently he just got kicked out now that’s a lotta drama It’ll be much easier to help him out with 3 commas Install his own fucking place put in his own sauna Nasty baby up in my life what I need lemme lay you down tonight Wanna get to the point where eventually you’ll give life Don’t know how to do nothing but I’ll make it right Always finna have shawdy in my sight Finna pop a bitch semi busting black on black Sharing ain’t what I do with none of my racks Loading up that clean gun pop a Mac Hiking to get to the top so I gotta pack Man my homies that jumped me now so cool we’ll die together Doesn’t matter what happen I got T’s back no matter the weather Hot as fuck August Texas heat to December In Pittsburgh dawg it just depends on whether Give me the cadence hut hut let’s go on 2 Of your bitches homie what you Gon’ do Ayo bitch try something on Tyshaun something bad happening to you We got massive crew Don’t play don’t rob homie just don’t drill Lil bitch ain’t about it like that you don’t kill Always perked up ain’t talking about pills Cover your ass up talking about Jalen Mills Rocking out all black on black 750 M’s worth of racks Ain’t no stopping raise that stack My auntie critique me but here bitch swallow that Mac Yo Hunter how about you and I have a conversation So that maybe you can help my temptation To hear your ass bro I’ll be waiting Kill you in the hall then I’ll be waiting at the station Let’s get the verdict maybe jump you spike anxiety Murder your mom your dad fill them with all my heat