Rich Junkie ft. Percaso Lyrics

Ha, ha

Bitch

Fuck you talking about?

How you gonna that tell me I can't when I already are?

This bitch ain't acting lady like, no that shit not Demure

Pull up to the window you ain't getting up inside my car

Shit creep can't peep it all but I keep up my guard

Nodding off I'm not even high or nothing you boring me to death

Only hit the zot about one time, got superhuman strength

Think I got a target on my back, that's just the Off-White X

Raised to get my people straight first then I'm blowing of the rest

Rich Junkie, got a habit keep on spending all my pape

I got it tatted on my skin, gon trust however this shit play

Up in the city getting bills some like Dalton Kincaid

Getting high help me be sober better that's something I can't explain

I got a white bitch in the bitty she in Dade

Throw the perk back, she off the gas and she talk ratchet as fuck

Bad bitch, in the backstreet she want to shake it

This a summertime jam lil hoe, no I ain't being basic

Got lil Nash in the booth, KK EJ made the beat

It's summertime when shit get groovy shorty come and suck my meat

I been cruising through the bitty trying to leave some shit deceased

Heard them lil pussies ain't outside cause all they do is play it creep

Got a bad bitch on my phone tryna take me to LSP

But I said no, shit get real K.R.E.E.P

It's the summertime where niggas bringing blickeys out to keep

Get a BNB, bring the blickeys out, fuck sleep