Big wealthy Lyrics

Kelly on the track, boy

Hombre, ready to be damaged

I'm in the booth off ahh

Whole lot of dead niggas

Two fans on me now, two ps, two

I just got out of bed

I said..

Had to leave the stash in the whip because that bitch smelly

Bitch, I had to back for a minute

Bitch, I been wealthy skinny nigga

But below the belt, bitch, this big healthy

Brody back door to back door and he didn't tell

I heard you spent yo all on the..

And He couldn't sell it

My opps got the 12 on they team

They like Ben beli

If god was going off the paper

You'll have the bitch with the big belly

They like how you do a drive-by in the mall

Cause I'm with smelly

Two hand cannons on me

I'll knock your fucking face off

I'm with Tre Nine

But when he shoot, it's a Trey block

I don't even want to hit that nigga block

He gon' make the call

But fuck it, it's ah blrddd

On my blick nigga play ball

Getting jiggy in the opp party

I'm finna take off

Beat yo bitch down off ah perk till her lace off, you mature when you age pussy boy How you stay soft

Get a stick if you don't want to fucking die

Bitch, I hate y'all

It's two fans on me

Now I'm finna go retarded

I sell a perks

lean,tree

I'm trying to get his wallet

Just flew to Houston with my rocket

But I'm not a rocket

Just pulled a 50 out

He staring hard

I had to pop his socket

You ain't heard dick suckers get popped for jawing

Yeah, I heard you get a little pape but Nigga not that often

If you got credit and good noggin, let's continue talking

I ain't seen a nigga up a band since Johnson & Johnson

I don't internet beef

Niggas out here flocking

Only time niggas mention papers when they pocket watching, I'm in the sis popping

Momma popping

Even potna popping

Niggas get one pair of purple and they think they got it

Get the to cheesing make her hurricane

I'll turn this bitch a faucet

Turn her pussy bacon

Blow on it

Got this bitch still hollering

These jeans $1,200, baby

Please, can you control your slobbering

Graduated last year making grown paper

I ain't go to college

No cap