RICH BOY Lyrics – SosMula

RICH BOY Lyrics by SosMula

Rule number one, just can’t cuff her cause she for the homies
She for the gang, can’t cuff her though
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep
Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt

Uh
b#tch I be balling like a rich boy
b#tch I be balling like a rich boy
b#tch I be balling like a rich boy

b#tch I be balling like a rich boy
b#tch I be swarming in a big toy
b#tch I be swarming in a big toy
Got a big car with a stick boy

Got a big car with a stick boy
Uh, uh
Drugs got my wrist wet
Drugs like I’m Dipset

Drugs got my wrist wet
Drugs like I’m Dipset
Dip, dip, dip, dip
Hit ice got my stick, stick, stick, stick

Everybody get hit, hit, hit, hit
With my shotty I can’t miss, miss, miss, miss
Had them sticks like the Mighty Ducks
They tried to body us

I’m drinking Wocky slush
Ice like hockey pucks
I pull a Audi up
I f#ck your party up

I pull a Audi up
I f#ck your party up
b#tch I be balling like a rich boy
b#tch I be balling like a rich boy

b#tch I bе balling like a rich boy
b#tch I be balling like a rich boy
b#tch I bе swarming in a big toy
b#tch I be swarming in a big toy

Got a big car with a stick boy
Got a big car with a stick boy
Uh, uh
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SosMula Lyrics – RICH BOY

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RICH BOY