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lirik lagu lil mello - young rich nigga

how the f~ck you on and off the road and still ain’t got no (the f~ck?)
the f~ck? let’s do it fye
you can’t f~ck with me
broke as h~ll n~gga

how the f~ck you on and off the road and still ain’t got no money
p~ssy n~ggas know we bout it bout it we ain’t saying none
i might shoot the club up, she look like lauren london
i’m outside with all bad b~tches, let’s get it buzzin
i don’t even speak when i’m outside, i hate n~ggas
they know not to play with hotboy, 56, bape n~ggas
my opps fake tough and fake rich and fake k!llers
i got money, i could give a 20 to bout 8 b~tches
i keep running to this money, i can’t stop at all
if you got smoke with my brothers, i’m gon get involved
better ask my opps about me, hotboy stand tall
i love bad fan b~tches, i might f~ck em all
spent a 20 in 2 days, i swear they love me in the mall
oh i’m tripping, i ain’t count it right, it was a 30 ball
i got motion, anything i spend, i bet i make it back
yeah i see you, bae that ass, can you make it clap
yeah i see you make that ass clap, shake it just like that
she put that fire on me, i just spent a bag
put this d~ck on her, b~tch control your ah
oh you keep a p like me, you might just be my match
bae come here, put this 10 in your louis bag
i spoil her, she treat me like a king cause she ain’t have a dad
young rich n~gga, i fly my b~tch everywhere
young rich n~gga, i can buy who, when, and where
f~ck it, i can spend this money, let’s hop on a lyric
she get in her feelings, i buy her a bag for every trip
n~ggas ain’t got no money, when i’m at the bank, don’t see em there
did time in the feds, ain’t got no love, i left my feelings there
left my hoe, i’m bossed up, that b~tch was bad for me
i don’t pay my opps attention, all them n~ggas fans of me
i’m with opp, doing boss sh~t, i’m dressin casually
i’m rich as f~ck, i’m doing what i want, my life a fantasy
i’m a rich n~gga, b~tch, watch what you saying to me
i do what i want, my bm cannot stand me
do whatever for my lil hoe, she like “i love you daddy”
the way she eat it up, she need her a grammy
the way i beat it up, i leave, she mad at me
know i make her mad when i’m gone, the bands make her happy
i don’t know this b~tch i’m with right now, these bands get her active
catch a dread head, leave his sh~t red like he chucky wacky
i can f~ck all of my old hoes but i’m not back tracking
i’m with double o, we in the fast thang, the cat cat
ah, ah, ah, ah, when her ass clapping
yeah she cold and she with the sh~t, she a bad savage
i can’t put my d~ck on her, this b~tch past average
young rich n~gga, i f~ck bad hoes in a patek
real s~x with you, 100 in my mattress
i spent this money on her, i’m her real daddy, stupid
haha they can’t even f~ck with me man let’s do it fye (i’m her real daddy) on bloods (spend bands on her, i’m her real daddy, on bloods, stupid)

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