Sold ya boi Lyrics

Rich don't mean I got no fashion

Bands all in my corduroys

Blessed don't mean I got no mansion

But I still own all my floors

Bummy don't mean I ain't drippy

Sauce just bleeding out my pores

Girl you cute but I ain't easy

can't laugh me out my drawers

Og Slye man in the cut

Ain't No need to keep it tucked

Only family in the function you gone have to loosen up

Og spinning all my tunes cuz I got magic in my touch

Kmo throwing up that lotus like he sick all in his gut

I try to keep it classy niggas swear that I'm too grandiose

These boys will up and kill tryna make you change like Jacky oh

Beat the block to level up my homies felt like Mario

Looked to god and if that's too offensive I'm not sorry yo

Man how could I

Running up these blessing feel like cardio

On my own don't need no party man to get my party on

Catch the wave

Where I'm from we call that thang a gnarly hoe

In my lane

Got my commas up to leave em comatose

Rich don't mean I got no fashion

Bands all in my corduroys

Blessed don't mean I got no mansion

But I still own all my floors

Bummy don't mean I ain't drippy

Sauce just bleeding out my pores

Girl you cute but I ain't easy

can't laugh me out my drawers

Og Slye man in the cut

Ain't No need to keep it tucked

Only family in the function you gone have to loosen up

Og spinning all my tunes cuz I got magic in my touch

Kmo throwing up that lotus like he sick all in his gut

I came here to rock

Got blessed with a bag

Different than the ops

They can't even grasp

You don't own my style

Gone and get the tag

Jesus made me hot

Metal on the dash

How you gone be mad from a body bag

Zip it up

Way too hard to kill the last assassin had to give it up

Never drop my faith they only taught me how to pick it up

Long as you see rappers in here dying then I'm sick enough

Rich don't mean I got no fashion

Bands all in my corduroys

Blessed don't mean I got no mansion

But I still own all my floors

Bummy don't mean I ain't drippy

Sauce just bleeding out my pores

Girl you cute but I ain't easy

can't laugh me out my drawers

Og Slye man in the cut

Ain't No need to keep it tucked

Only family in the function you gone have to loosen up

Og spinning all my tunes cuz I got magic in my touch

Kmo throwing up that lotus like he sick all in his gut