Casket Rich Lyrics

I got guns

Drugs

Bitches

Funds

I got racks

Prolly put it on his head

I got drums

Slugs

Blickys

Pumps

I got straps

Choppa knockin off his head

I can't help myself why would I help you bitch

Remember when I was dead broke ima be in my casket rich

Remember when I needed something no one would help me then

Fuck knocking

Kick the door

Yes sir I'm breakin in

I don't wanna hear it I ain't really with the cap

Flexin hard like they ain't never heard of me

The strap he got shoot BBs

We got FeeNeeNees

The racks he got ain't shit

They nothing compared to me

Got these chop chopsticks they make a pussy bleed

Like a pasta bitch I smoke a lotta green

Like some pasta bitch I need my chicken and cheese

I won't knock knock this AK like a fuckin key

I got guns

Drugs

Bitches

Funds

I got racks

Prolly put it on his head

I got drums

Slugs

Blickys

Pumps

I got straps

Choppa knockin off his head

I can't help myself why would I help you bitch

Remember when I was dead broke ima be in my casket rich

Remember when I needed something no one would help me then

Fuck knocking

Kick the door

Yes sir I'm breakin in

Choppa on my shoulder make em cha cha slide

Holy water in my cup I'm still on demon time

Me and Tuk the Hardy Boyz might leave you paralyzed

COVID vaccine in this clip I'll leave you sterilized

I got bitches kissin bitches

They on Molly

They on beans

Drank so much damn Wock look now my tongue keep turnin green

Captain Kirk don't save her lil bitch Scottie got that beam

Ain't shit sweet with me lil bitch I keep that Reese's piece

I got guns

Drugs

Bitches

Funds

I got racks

Prolly put it on his head

I got drums

Slugs

Blickys

Pumps

I got straps

Choppa knockin off his head

I can't help myself why would I help you bitch

Remember when I was dead broke ima be in my casket rich

Remember when I needed something no one would help me then

Fuck knocking

Kick the door

Yes sir I'm breakin in