Get Rich II Lyrics

My nigga Cauge , niggas talkin' Shit but they make minimum wage

Nigga how you talkin' shit but you Be lurkin' on my page

Niggas talkin' on the gram, we sub Em out and meet em with a fade

If you showin' blowers on IG, You's a bitch nigga

Niggas askin' what I'm doin', I'm Trying to get rich, nigga

Trying to make about like six Figures, bitch keep lookin' at my Chains

God damn, she a gold digger Had To switch up the way I rap cause People

Say I pause too much Baby come Bend that ass over you know I'm Tryna

Fuck And I got good dicc so baby I Wish you luck

You look like you in good shape, You don't need a tummy tuck

Niggas close to gettin' they license, Niggas havin' motion

Nigga I'ma teach you how to fuck

A bitch, it's all about the motion

Nigga I ain't tellin' you how to Fucc, you better learn on your Own

Least I can tell you better make the Bitch moan

I tell her watch her tone, niggas Talkin' crazy but they need a loan

I ain't trying to aim at the body, I'm trying to aim for your dome

If you ain't suckin' dicc,pacc your Bags then you goin' home

Do you wanna vibe with me, do You wanna catch a body with me

Hit a lick with me, get rich with Me And I got a bitch that got a Mindset to get

Rich And she be suckin' on the Dicc, God I love

This bitch If we see a opp , we beat His ass and throw

Him in a ditch Told you niggas if You postin' guns on IG

You's a bitch Niggas tryna post They guns while I'm trying to

Get rich Had to switch up the flow Cause it was gettin

Too easy If you speak up on the Dead then you gotta

See me Talkin' bout GMB Infant, He a bitch, he don't

Wanna see me You's a bitch, nigga

I'll probably fuck on your bitch Nigga, Nigga got my lo, so fuck You runnin' for

You's a hoe, nigga, you's a hoe

Man fuck that, I'ma switch the Subject on you niggas

See I move with these niggas, I Ain't playin'

When niggas see me, They better keep prayin

Niggas say he the man, but nigga, I'm the man

You better keep your bitch away From me cause she my number One Fan

Niggas showin' this blower on IG Live like his name was Ja Morant

Niggas wanna be me so bad, but You can't Had to tell the bitch to Be quiet cause she

Was hollerin' And then after she Left, My stomach started

Hurtin' I'm lactose intolerant

I'm lactose intolerant, My bitch Call me every night just to go and

Vent My baby been stressin', so I Tell her I gotta

Bend her back My baby a lil' freak, She trying to play with

The sac I tell her, that I'm trying To Get in them guts

Baby, I just told you, bend that ass Over you know I'm tryna fuck