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lirik lagu 2093 (p3) richacid edition – richa$id

richacid on that beat

[intro]
phew (phew), phew
(i got big bags, i got all money)
(i got long money, i got tall money)
i got big bags, i got all money
i got long money, i got tall money

[chorus]
i got big bags, i got all money (yeah)
i got long money, i got tall money (yeah, yeah)
ridin’ in my urus, i got guns on me (ooh)
i’m not yo’ twizz, i’m not yo’ friend, i’m not yo’ homie (no)
call me fire ’cause i’m fire with them diamond links (boom)
b*tch, i gotta brush my t**th to keep my diamonds clean
i’on f*ck n0body b*tch, but everyone f*ck with me
i could call the cartel, i call that cuban link
all this f*ckin’ time passed, where that sh*t lead me?
i was f*ckin’ blindfold, but now this sh*t 3d (yeah, uh)
i got motherf*ckin’ money, i got everything (yеah, uh)
i could double down, lil’ b*tch, but you can’t touch me (yeah)

[verse]
all my monеy fat and my money tall
now y’all sh*t too fake, no, you can’t involve (yeah)
i got money triplin’, i got money calls (calls)
ran it up to fifty billion, you can’t get involved (no)
devil on my line, you know them demons call a lot (yeah)
i rev the b*tch, i go one*eighty, not no parkin’ lot (‘sane)
i put the swerve in that b*tch, i’ma yank on the side, i’ma yank that b*tch
goin’ one*eighty that b*tch on the side of freeway (skrr), pull up, lil’ b*tch gon’ yank that, b*tch (err)
and i got feds on my trail, and i got feds on my tail, i’ma go up two hundred, i hit the motel
i’ma pull up, lil’ b*tch, i’ma pull out my money, lil’ b*tch, i’ma put it inside of a bill
i’ma dig it all up, and then put it inside of the ground, i put it inside of a box
i f*ck with n0body, lil’ b*tch, i put you dead, i put you inside of a sock
[chorus]
i got big bags, i got all money (yeah)
i got long money, i got tall money (yeah, yeah)
ridin’ in my urus, i got guns on me (ooh)
i’m not yo’ twizz, i’m not yo’ friend, i’m not yo’ homie (no)
call me fire ’cause i’m fire with them diamond links (boom)
b*tch, i gotta brush my t**th to keep my diamonds clean
i’on f*ck n0body b*tch, but everyone f*ck with me
i could call the cartel, i call that cuban link
all this f*ckin’ time passed, where that sh*t lead me?
i was f*ckin’ blindfold, but now this sh*t 3d (yeah, uh)
i got motherf*ckin’ money, i got everythin’ (yeah, uh)
i could double down, lil’ b*tch, but you can’t touch me (yeah)

[outro]
yeah
phew, phew*phew

(transition to oh my pockëts)

[intro]
i’on know how you live, i’on know
i’on know where you go, i’on know
i’on know and i don’t think i wanna know
i’on know you can push a long this road
when your diamonds hit and when your money hit and where you go?
where your money comin’ where the f*ck you do? and who you know?
when you run it up like me, then what you doin’, what you blow?
when you walk inside the store and lose control
[bridge]
echo

[chorus]
yeah (sheesh, sheesh), oh my pockets (ooh, ooh)
overloaded, oh my pockets (sheesh, sheesh)
wha’? yeah, i’m rockin’ (ooh, ooh)
tinted green like a goblin (sheesh, sheesh)
(f*ck, oh my god) it’s on my pockets (ooh, ooh)
(they know where we a—) always watchin’ (sheesh, sheesh)
(and we—) always creepin’ (ooh, ooh)
(in the—) in the night, like a demon (sheesh, sheesh)
(yeah) where you at? i’on need it (ooh, ooh)
where you go? what you feelin’? (sheesh, sheesh)
do you know, what you dealin’? (ooh, ooh)
(yeah) lot of music, i be selling (sheesh, sheesh)
took that money, went and bought the building (ooh, ooh)
i can feel the world but i don’t keep it (sheesh, sheesh)
i don’t f*ck with you, i don’t need it (ooh, ooh)
stretchin’ rim in, i don’t see it

[bridge]
(woo*woo) i don’t see it
(woo) i don’t see nothin’ at all
(woo*woo) i don’t know, i don’t see it
(woo) but i tell ’em try again, ah
[verse]
(sheesh, sheesh) yeah, try again (ooh, ooh)
and you try to cross us once, i tell you, “try again” (sheesh, sheesh)
yeah, i’m only flyin’ private now (ooh, ooh)
pull up to my show, i show you big crowd
have you ever met a demon? have you ever met a f*ckin’ god (yeah, yeah, yeah, probably not)
why you mixing all your feelings in a pot and you know you gon’ get robbed? (yeah, yeah, definitely gon’ get robbed)
we take everything to new levels, new heights (sheesh, woo, woo, woo, woo)
all you do is sit down ridin’ d*ck like a bike (sheesh, woo, woo, woo, woo)
don’t come rockin’ with us, i ain’t worried for your life (sheesh, woo, woo, woo, woo)
you can’t put up numbers like us, can’t put up a fight (woo, sheesh, woo*woo)
i can’t feel they art, i don’t think i can drop (woo)
i don’t care what you did, i don’t know who you are (sheesh)
i got new money, no old money, can’t rock with us (no)
and i know that you can’t feel, you can’t rock with us (no)

(transition to sklub)

[chorus]
pull up with guns, and pull up with guns, and pull up with glocks
i would know sh*t get hard, that’s where i came from
ooh*ooh (woo)
i know that this sh*t can get hard, that’s why you can’t run (dream, this sh*t go dummy)
we doin’ the drugs, we doin’ the drugs, we do ’em a lot (ooh)
i been havin’ problems with these demons, y’all ain’t caught on
ooh*ooh (woo)
trust me, i know sh*t get hard, that’s why you can’t run
ooh*ooh, i know
you can’t run from the devil, gon’ cut yo’ ties, he gon’ cut yo’ ties off
ooh*ooh, i know
you better watch yo’ back, when you have this sh*t, gon’ k!ll you with the blindfold
ooh*ooh, i know
you can’t see what i see, you don’t know what i know, if you did, you lyin’, ho
ooh*ooh, i know
that it’s bad enough i’m tweakin’ every day, but i gotta take off the moon (ooh)

[verse]
ridin’ ’round this tonka with this big glock on side of me
we posted, k!llin’ people just like playin’ wii (ooh)
i f*ckin’ hate these people, people afraid of me
i put money in your pocket, you switch up on me
i tried to show you how to do it, i can’t make you see (yeah)
i can tell you what to do, but i can’t make you breathe (yeah)
if you not f*ckin’ with this sh*t, then why don’t the f*ck you leave? (leave)
y’all be online, d*ck suckin’, you don’t got a life (life)
i miss pourin’ up a four in cranberry sprite (yeah)
you be embarrassed ’bout this sh*t, you don’t put up a fight (i know)
i control my whole life, that’s why my diamonds bright (ooh*ooh)
know this sh*t can get a little hard, but don’t f*ck around with your life (yeah)
why you lyin’ to yourself? you know you can’t win this fight (yeah)
all this sh*t come second nature, just like i’m ridin’ a bike (ooh)

[bridge]
huh, pour up a spot, pour up a spot, pour up a spot (woo)
pour out a spot, we gon’ pour out a spot, we gon ‘pour out a spot (woo)
pull up with drugs, pull up with drugs, and pull up with thots
pull up with guns, and pull up with guns, and pull up with glocks (woo)
pull up for fun, pull up for fun, we pull up on lock
we doin’ the drugs, we doin’ the drugs, we do ’em a lot
and f*ck what you said, and f*ck your lil’ b*tch, and f*ck your lil’ thot
yeah, all of my diamonds, they hit, these motherf*ckers come out the cot

[chorus]
pull up with guns, and pull up with guns, and pull up with glocks
i would know sh*t get hard, that’s where i came from
ooh*ooh (woo)
i know that this sh*t can get hard, that’s why you can’t run
we doin’ the drugs, we doin’ the drugs, we do ’em a lot (ooh)
i been havin’ problems with these demons, y’all ain’t caught on
ooh*ooh (woo)
trust me, i know sh*t get hard, that’s why you can’t run
ooh*ooh, i know
you can’t run from the devil, gon’ cut yo’ ties, he gon’ cut yo’ ties off
ooh*ooh, i know
you better watch yo’ back, when you got this sh*t, gon’ k!ll you with the blindfold
ooh*ooh, i know
you can’t see what i see, you don’t know what i know, if you did, you lyin’ ho
ooh*ooh, i know
that it’s bad enough i’m tweakin’ every day, but i gotta take off the moon (ooh)

[outro]
ooh*yeah

(transition to h.a.b.)

[intro]
(dream, this sh*t go dummy)
(high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, oh)
(high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, boom)
(high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, boom)
(high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, boom)

[chorus]
high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, oh (skrrt)
high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, boom (woah, woah)
high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, boom (woah, woah, woah)
high as a b*tch, i’m high as a kite, boom (hey)
no, we don’t play with sh*t
fold ’em like a taco, we gon’ roll ’em like a spliff (bang)
i live on the moon, i’m not from here, i’m not from this (hey)
and i got like a hundred bottles, do a hundred flips, yeah
and i got like forty b*tches, doin’ suckin’ d*ck (hey)
you can’t feel this sh*t i’m saying, because you know it don’t exist
i’m not tryna burst your bubble but i pop it like a zit (hey)
you rock foo*ey balmain yeah, sh*t all counterfeit
you rock foo*ey rollie watch, all them diamonds do not hit (hey)

[verse]
ridin’ in that motherf*ckin’ tonka, this a big one
runnin’ from the motherf*ckin’ law, we on a big run
ran that back and forth i built it up just like a pilgrim
b*tch, i’m high as sh*t, i count my money with my f*ckin’ thumb
i’ma walk around, i pull it out, i shoot ’em with my gun
i ain’t even started this that sh*t, [?] f*ckin’ one
i ain’t give no sh*t about these wh0res, they all so f*ckin’ dumb
i got lots of money in my pocket, i got lots of mon’
i do lots of sh*t, i ride around, i have a lot of fun
i’ll run it back from the muh’f*ckin top
get it b*tch? i’m high as bum

- richaid

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