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lonely city (remix) - lonely rich lyrics

[intro: trippie redd]

chris got the rocket, he gon’ blow
murder what she wrote
we came through and took her soul
she want that d-ck then she get boned
rack city blowing dope

[verse 1: lonely rich]

east coast spin on this sh-t lil b-tch
why you talkin all that sh-t, all my n-ggas stay lit
b-tch i’m workin everyday, get the f-ck up out my way
you want b-tches in yo face i just want a new rafe
she wanna geek a lot, d-mn
told that b-tch gimmie top, d-mn
never can wife a thot, d-mn
b-tch i ain’t hittin that, d-mn
big body what’s your build boy
i’ll boy
n-gga need to find his chill boy
for real boy
b-tch i’m reppin crescents cause that sh-t a p-ssion
stone cold f-ckin k!ller keep the pistol clapping
stupid b-tch wanna say her mans poppin
get dropped quick no time for all that extra sh-t
b-tch you gotta go
gucci on my toes
pearl the blunt i roll
lean and rock the show
b-tch i keep it cold with the flow
shoutout cma b-tch i’m runnin with a gang what

- lonely rich lyrics

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