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rich yet - bandgang masoe lyrics

[intro]
(808jackboyz)

[verse 1: bandgang paid will]
busy as h*ll, b*tches thinkin’ i’m important
flashy as f*ck, my n*ggas pullin’ up in porsches
my b*tch bougie as h*ll, she only like mortons
and i only like coupes ’cause they got them extra horses
i be flyin’, i be stabbin’
never window shoppin’, if i want it, i’ma cash it
name hold weight, n*ggas know, better ask them hoes
wanna f*ck me, i ain’t even gotta ask
hold on, it’s a sale, b*tch, don’t call my phone
bro on the road, gotta ask him did he make it home?
hit the strip, they showin’ love ’cause the people know
got my hands in everything, n*gga, i need all pros
low*kеy paper chasin’, tryna play it smooth
any n*gga gettin’ off make thе wrong move
one thing, i ain’t never been a f*ckin’ fool
n*ggas watchin’, hope you see we got them straps glued, p*ssy

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
i ain’t rich yet, n*gga, but it feel that way
might f*ck around and be on by the end of may
but i ain’t broke, i can trip on you any day
chilly day, wrist hittin’, b*tch, like money may
i ain’t rich yet, n*gga, but it feel that way
might f*ck around and be on by the end of may
but i ain’t broke, i can trip on you any day
chilly day, wrist hittin’, b*tch, like money may
[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands]
[?] peaches and cream, might have some f*cked*up nights
guess karma come back when you ain’t livin’ too right
when you broke, can’t n0body but yourself go fix that
no money can’t even get a b*tch to chit chat
they ain’t with you in that room, it’s pitch black
they ain’t with you when you out f*cked up tryna give back, ayy
they with you when you pull out that big stack
but i’ma tell a gold*diggin’ b*tch to get back
i was goin’ through it heavy, i was stressin’
all this bullsh*t happen and it had to be a blessing
i kept my faith in god, n*gga, my hope don’t die
solid n*gga, take a look in my eyes
rich in disguise, come and find me, n*gga
when somebody get ate like salami, n*gga, ayy
i done did some real sh*t for some real gorillas
and if a [?] in the jungle comin’ out with chinchillas

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
i ain’t rich yet, n*gga, but it feel that way
might f*ck around and be on by the end of may
but i ain’t broke, i can trip on you any day
chilly day, wrist hittin’, b*tch, like money may
i ain’t rich yet, n*gga, but it feel that way
might f*ck around and be on by the end of may
but i ain’t broke, i can trip on you any day
chilly day (n*gga), wrist hittin’ (b*tch), b*tch (n*gga), like money may
[verse 3: bandgang masoe]
flashy as f*ck (for real), b*tches sayin’ i’m too loud
in love with that money, ain’t into lovin’ b*tches now (at all)
hit new states, f*ck one in every city now (i swear)
i’m happy i’m up, when i was down i wasn’t around (uh*uh)
fake n*ggas near you might be the ones throwin’ piles
but, b*tch, we ain’t worried, my n*ggas love them chopper sounds (gang)
in new year whip, h*lla tint with more sounds (i swear)
this sh*t here is nothin’, tomorrow night we throwin’ piles (money)
and rich by far, might have a deal before may (uh*huh)
can’t name one time when bro ate and i ain’t ate
[?], sh*t, you could have it your way
better not be a ham, paid serve his ass shake
[?] through this b*tch hittin’ like money may
with lights out, yours hittin’ on a sunny day (on a sunny day)
chopper rick, boy, it was robbin’ with that f*ckin’ k
any day, come get anything, we want every play
money

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
i ain’t rich yet, n*gga, but it feel that way
might f*ck around and be on by the end of may
but i ain’t broke, i can trip on you any day
chilly day, wrist hittin’, b*tch, like money may
you know, that’s, that’s seven hundred thousand
that’s seven hundred thousand
that’s seven*that’s seven hundred thousand right there
you know
(bandgang)

- bandgang masoe lyrics

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