Tha Captin - Gettin' Rich
To tell the truth I probably neva drive the Benz againCus my son told me that he want it Ion Indian give
I know that he can't reach the pedal cus he just turned 10
He gone be stuntin' like his daddy cus I neva did
You know I grew up in the trench these skreets turn boys to men
Might need sum goggles bitch I'm drippin' and you might get drenched
Me and my brothers stick together like Leelo and Stitch
I jus counted up 30 racks that I made off the hemp
Told the Judge I plead the fifth heart hurt I freeze the wrist
Fucked up wen I fucked ya sis and she still in love with the kid
Thought you would stay down but you split
Ewww now I'm gettin' toast like french
MOB Money on a brick I'm sellin' bows and vicks
I'm talkin halves and splits twerkin' dem zones and nicks
My babymomma think I'm on the phone wit a bitch
I'm on the phone talkin chicks talk to my plug lika Pimp
Know I ain't the only nigga fell in love wit Gettin' rich
I'm talkin halves and splits twerkin' dem zones and nicks
My babymomma think I'm on the phone with a bitch
I'm on the phone talkin chicks talk to my plug lika Pimp
Know I ain't the only nigga fell in love wit Gettin' rich
Right now I'm solo kicking shit by my dolo
Gotta keep my door closed ain't here but that dope close
At the house with my bankrolls A plus Dope Honor Roll
Plug call then it's vamanos want sum betta call Capone
Heart hurt but my wrist strong
Too late cus this shyt gone
Servin' friends in my Vlone
Don't step on my Yeezys homie
Rich sex my conversation if you ain't talkin cash you talkin Asian
Can't understand you lately gotta re evaluate Ya
GSE we the navy chain hit like Ali vs Fraiser
I'm sittin in the trap wit a cater no singer I need a baker
Bought they crib cus ion need a neighbor
Mask on like Darth Vader send a nigga to meet his maker
Take ya face and re arrange it
I'm talkin halves and splits twerkin' dem zones and nicks
My babymomma think I'm on the phone with a bitch
I'm on the phone talkin chicks talk to my plug lika Pimp
Know I ain't the only nigga fell in love wit Gettin' rich
I'm talkin halves and splits twerkin' dem zones and nicks
My babymomma think I'm on the phone with a bitch
I'm on the phone talkin chicks talk to my plug lika Pimp
Know I ain't the only nigga fell in love wit Gettin' rich
Written by:
Christopher Miller
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