Justin Rarri Ricchezza Lyrics

Told a bitch whatchu on
I'mma shoot at that f*ck nigga dome
I'mma buy her lil Christian dior
Who want static pull up at ya door
Wanna be in the gang he a new drummer check him out he be toting that pole
Got the drop on a opp he postin his shorty but lowkey I'm f*cking his hoe

Stuck in my ways bitch I'm only worried bout a bankroll
I don't got patience she could leave me right now don't care nah
I was out here doley so I be used to this shit
She say I'm rude as a bitch
Mixing up the rerock but I keep it right out of the crib
Ain't trustin nobody around us
Put packs together I'm countin rich nigga rockin on richezza
Got a luxury life ever since I got right everybody jack me like they helped us
Got them stripper bitches in a telly
Pull up in suburbans we strapped and we ready
Tell a nigga straight up that I don't wanna fit in ain't ever gon be a lil regular

Watch how they shake with that K
Bitch I'mma youngin right out of New York
I got a baddie lil bitch from the A
I'mma take her right with me cash out at the store
Bitch I'mma savage that be the reason she falling for me cause a nigga be real
Really a stepper don't gotta show you no ratchet my nigga just handle the deal
Bro shooting at the opps
How you still in the field, how you made up a mill?
Who dat boy on the block
What you kno bout a drill with a big ol steel
Thirteen with a Glock
Bitch ass walk up come try me
I put the grip on his face to remind em
He moving funny bro bust a ya noggin
I had to cut off lil shorty she toxic

Told a bitch whatchu on I'mma shoot at that f*ck nigga dome
I'mma buy her lil Christian dior
Who want static pull up at ya door
Wanna be in the gang he a new drummer check him out he be toting that pole
Got the drop on a opp he postin his shorty but lowkey I'm f*cking his hoe
Don't compare lil bitch aint the same nigga
40K I could make a in a day nigga
He a youngin but still hold ak nigga
Pull up on me and see how the trey hittin
I got too much to lose for a broke bitch
Ain't no cap in my rap I'mma goat bitch
Get em spinning right off of the coke
I got too many hoes for a old bitch yea

Put packs together I'm countin rich nigga rockin on richezza
Got a luxury life ever since I got right everybody jack me like they helped us
Got them stripper bitches in a telly
Pull up in suburbans we strapped and we ready
Tell a nigga straight up that I don't wanna fit in
Ain't ever gon be a lil regular

Watch how they shake with that K
Bitch I'mma youngin right out of New York
I got a baddie lil bitch from the A
I'mma take her right with me cash out at the store
Bitch I'mma savage that be the reason she falling for me cause a nigga be real
Really a stepper
Don't gotta show you no ratchet my nigga just handle the deal
Bro shooting at the opps
How you still in the field, how you made up a mill?
Who dat boy on the block
What you kno bout a drill with a big ol steel
Thirteen with a Glock
Bitch ass walk up come try me
I put the grip on his face to remind em
He moving funny bro bust a ya noggin
I had to cut off lil shorty she toxic