BBN 4X - Rich Pain

Pop it in they face
I got rich pain
Really been too lit to care about what a bitch think
Pockets large on these niggas going hard in the paint
I'm on bars and some drank
Push the start just to crank
Pop it on these niggas
All summer baby
I'll sale anything I'm a hustler baby
Tell these niggas catch up on me niggas mustard baby
Niggas scary I get comfortable in the jungle baby
Bitch you looking at the plug product of the hood as long as money all good shit be understood
Demon time give a racket bitch all wood
If they don't like you they opps that's what I call love
He just fake mad catch him it's a face mask
Man these niggas couldn't stop me with some break pads
I like my bitches real fine with a fake ass
Kick stand heard you pillow talking with yo bitch ass
I been dunking on these niggas call the referees
Pockets chunky she gone listen when I sale her dreams
But I was up like 30 thousand before I was 17
Eyes open got to make it home tonight by any means
Keep these fake niggas from round me they be poison
Exotic bitches super fine but she boring
Stuck in the streets got to remind me I'm important
Real street nigga can't walk a mile in these forces
Pop it in they face
I got rich pain
Really been too lit to care about what a bitch think
Pockets large on these niggas going hard in the paint
I'm on bars and some drank
Push the start just to crank
Pop it on these niggas
All summer baby
I'll sale anything I'm a hustler baby
Tell these niggas catch up on me niggas mustard baby
Niggas scary I get comfortable in the jungle baby

Written by:
Ladarius Moore

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