J. Monty and Jordan Montgomery - Rich Friends

cy we got that heavenly currency
cll my dawgs rich
Stacks you gather can't travel with you
That's why me and my dawgs we gathering
Treasure up in heaven, we rich forever

Talkin' bout God I don't know if they listenin
She was tryna get wifed up, I can't stay girl
I was just visitin
Holy water in a cup, gettin' baptized with
Some of my richest friends
I'm outside with my, my dawgs
Back outside with my twin and my kin again

Ohh, cye, never gon' catch me lackin
I keep a clip of the scrip, right on my hip
Like it's a brand new fashion
You might just slip on the drip, this a lil tip
Stay out the way when I'm splashin'
You could do it too if you imagine
Sippin holy water til my casket close

cye, okay, you know what I'm standin on
I was spinnin and steppin with gremlins and animals
This ain't no movie no talent show
They shootin at actors if you try to cast a role
You might get turned to a casserole, huh (okay okay)
I been swervin slidin through the traffic
I got the water on tap
I stay true to the tactic, I'm too intact
God gave me a new day I can't ruin that
He came out of that tomb that's a proven fact
I heard they cappin for clout we ain't doin that
Heard the devil want smoke, he shoot, we shootin back
I blew em' flat, I'll deu deu deu through his back
Pocket rocket gon' drop him right through the map
He got hit with that stick now he blue and black
Pray to the Lord I don't deal with no middle men
I just got back from a trip, walkin on water
I'm over the rim again
I got the enemy sick, I got em' tremblin all in his Timberlands
I'm outside with my, my dawgs
Back outside with my twin and my kin again

Ohh, cye, never gon' catch me lackin
I keep a clip of the scrip, right on my hip
Like it's a brand new fashion
You might just slip on the drip, this a lil tip
Stay out the way when I'm splashin'
You could do it too if you imagine
Sippin holy water til my casket close

Okay, okay, okay
Told my day one we gon' ball
I got that scrip with clip on hip and it go Pau when I shoot
So I feel like Gasol
I'ma pick up for my dawg
This for my twin on the opposite side of that wall
Making the devil flee with heaven melody
The recipe gon' make him rest in peace

Talkin' bout God I don't know if they listening
She was tryna get wifed up, I can't stay girl
I was just visiting
Holy water in a cup, gettin' baptized with
Some of my richest friends
I'm outside with my, my dawgs
Back outside with my twin and my kin again

Ohh, cye, never gon' catch me lackin
I keep a clip of the scrip, right on my hip
Like it's a brand new fashion
You might just slip on the drip, this a lil tip
Stay out the way when I'm splashin'
You could do it too if you imagine
Sippin holy water til my casket close

Written by:
Jordan Montgomery

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