DeeMoney Malone - Dee Rich (feat. Taty Rich)

I know you see it
Bitch I know you see it
You wanna be it
Bitch you wanna be it
1st thing 1st I'm a muthafuckin G
I'll never let a bitch ass nigga take a bitch ass thing from me
Me and all my niggas in these muthafuckin streets
Will knock yo niggas on they ass
To put my niggas on they feet
I dog bitches
I dog niggas I decline and block calls nigga
Yeah I shit but don't stall nigga
I don't fuck with no flaw niggas
That's all niggas
Not my niggas that's y'all niggas
We hot niggas we thaw niggas we ball niggas
When it's beef we don't call niggas
Aye
Aye
Aye
Rich off white like Virgil ohh
Fuck nigga the nerve of you
To do that bitch ass shit yo bitch ass did
Pussy I'm scared of you
Bet not hear a word from you
Niggas be done murdered you
My nigga down to fight a murder one you know he murder too
I just seen my old nigga and went inside my Louis bag
Flex on that bitch ass nigga I'm like ooh he mad
I just seen that nigga subtweeting I'm like ooh he aggy
Then his new bitch just seen me she like ooh he daddy
I know you see it
Bitch I know you see it
You wanna be it
Bitch you wanna be it
I just hopped up off my ass hopped up in my bag
I keep one foot on they neck one foot in they ass
I got my foot on this peddle gotta do the dash
I keep my hand on this metal be done blew his ass
1st time I ever balled out I knew it was a movie
1st time I ever hit a lick I knew it was a goofy
I can't never leave the crib 'less I got this tooly
I don't fuck with new niggas who the fuck is fooly
Got these bitches tight for real
Man these bitches biting nails
Ain't gon do a muthafuckin thing bitch you polite as hell
Ain't gon do a muthafuckin thing nigga you nice as hell
Keep a lil boy a lil girl I feel like Mike and Kells
You was watching Key and Peele
I was breaking down a ki of pale
I don't need a scale I been doing this since Kenan and Kel
We was on a drill in the field when that shit was real
We was really sick with the steel when that shit was ill
Better keep them feelings bottle up or get popped like a cork
I don't even fuck with ham niggas and you niggas pork
I don't even fuck with lame niggas and you niggas dorks
Bitch we eating over here if you ain't bring a plate don't grab a fork
Used to drive from the hood to the burbs with that shit on me like uncle Willie
Meet me at Sunoco on fifteen cause I owe unk a Phillie
Momma never tripped about a dollar I owe her a millie
Bum nigga asking for my number I'm like nigga really
Baby girl come and get yo nigga bitch this nigga silly
I was just shopping up in Gucci I seen him in Tilly's
Oh shit Dee Money in this bitch it's ratchets in the party
Yo crew full of dick suckers like bachelorette parties

Written by:
Darryl Richardson, Tatyana Richardson

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