TheHomieBigRich - That's Right

Look in the mirror like who the fuckin man that's me
(That's right... That's right)
Look I made clear BigRich he come wit a fee
(That's right... That's right)
Better come correct when I come for that muvafuckin bag
(That's right... That's right)
All you other rappers go n drag your vocals to the trash
(That's right... That's right)

I came for a check but fuck that I'm coming for necks
Fuck who up next all of you bums yall lost my respect

I am a beast
I am the freshest just look at crease
Say she a tease
Yet she come to my crib and turn to a freak

I am the man of the hour
My weed is just much more louder
Smokin on something that's sour
We been all up in and playin wit powder

She a lil dancer when she get up on the pole
Man She gettin wild when she playin wit the blow
We been goin hard still got some up on her nose

Written by:
RICHARD COLTON PAGELS

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