Lil Ginobili - Rich

Bitch wanna blow me cause I'm lit
Three point five in a wood
This bitch legit, everybody say I'm it
Turnaround and get pros
Shit you gotta take a risk
I don't hang around lames
All these niggas counterfeit
You want the money or the clout
Don't give a fuck about a name
You'll sign your life away
For that lil ass chain
You don't get no cool points
For tryna press another lame
Make you move in a hurry
We gon' tell em' andale
Niggas strange and y'all
Acting like some fruits, Billie Holiday
I could put my team on my back
Like Jrue Holiday
You can't front that boy a bag
He ain't experienced
Lil' overpay
I can make yo bitch
Dance off my song like a matinee
Trey Fives, tell me what you want and what you need
I got a sleeve in blue hundreds
But this really ain't no cheese
I'm knowin' how I'm finna play it
Boy, it really ain't no need
You been rappin' nine years
And you ain't never touched a thing
I'd hate this shit too
You chasing clout
Go chase cheese
Your bitch in my DM's
She sendin' nudes for the free
Ain't tryna fuck, let's make some money
Ima tell it how it is
Can never lead a bitch wrong
Just gotta tell it how it be
I know the rules and regulations
Yeah, I know it to a tee
Don't wanna rap on your beats
Cause all them bitches sounding weak
I know the other side sick
They lost it all from EDD
I ain't never did fraud, so you
Can never try to link
You dropped your lo to a bitch on the gram
You sound sweet
I heard Quon tried to hit the same beat
But sound weak
It's all good, I'm knowin'
He ain't even cop a lease
These niggas dicksucking
They tryna ride a wave, you ain't me
Don't want no rap friend
These niggas move like the police
Can never see me around lames
So I can't tell you how it be
I put my all in this shit
Can hear the pain in every beat
I roll a wood for the mornin'
Afternoon and in the evening
Niggas tryna ride my wave
It ain't easy, courtside, blowed
I'm facing runtz in the evening
I don't want yo bitch
The way she move that shit cheesy
I'll never let a nigga
Horse my mans like I'm Jeezy
Niggas tryna ride my wave
It ain't easy, courtside, blowed
I'm facing runtz in the evening
I don't want yo bitch
The way she move that shit cheesy
I'll never let a nigga
Horse my mans like I'm Jeezy

Written by:
Jayrese Rider

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