GET RICH ft. Cloroxcide Lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I had to go and get rich

I had to make me some stacks (Stacks)

I had to go fuck your bitch in the parking lot after she said I'm the best

I had to hop in a jet to LA and I bought me some diamonds with my fucking racks

I pull up with ice on my chain and these bitches just texting me

I had to run like the flash

Calling my gang up so we finna take all our guns

And we aim at your head with the beam

I make all these hits and the people think

I'm Michael Jackson the way I do the Billie Jean

Pop me a X and I pop me a bean

Spent fifteen hundred on some 'Miri jeans

I'm with the birds, with the bats, with the gang, with the slatts

You best know you can't fuck with the team

I made a mil in a month making hits

But I still sip on liquor and sleep like a king

Hop in a jet and I take a whole tour 'round the world

While your broke ass ain't doing a thing

You shot your shot at that girl and you got rejected

It's sad how much you spent on that ring (huh)

P-p-put that lil boy off the map

I only fuck with my slatts

I only fuck with my bats

I do not claim you if you don't make racks

If I see an opp then I'm getting his ass

Hop in the Lamb' and I swerve off the track

Swerve off the track I be doing shit you can't imagine

Got me some big racks I be fanning

Eating that good good in a phantom

Got me the chop chop I be slamming (yuh)

Slamming the trigger

Bitch I wake up make six figures

I got me a pinky ring up on my finger

I feel like Rihanna cause I am a singer (woah woah)

Water on me like it's sun splash

I got some dirty money give it bubble bath

Niggas be fat like they bubble bass

I keep a chop with a motherfucking drum attached

Big beam on me know I gotta keep a red dot

Niggas talkin down bitch I run up get a headshot

If they hit a lick bitch you know they finna get caught

Nitch I got a chain and you know it's got some big rocks

Bitch I pull up to the bank and I walk out with 50k all in my bag

They is not playing with me, keep on playing with mem

They gon' end up with some fuckin lag

Oh my god

I don't really give a fuck

Slide with CHIMERIX pull up in a truck

I had to go and get rich

I had to make me some stacks (Stacks)

I had to go fuck your bitch in the parking lot after she said I'm the best

I had to hop in a jet to LA

And I bought me some diamonds with my fucking racks

I pull up with ice on my chain and these bitches just texting me

I had to run like the flash

Calling my gang up so we finna take all our guns

And we aim at your head with the beam

I make all these hits and the people think

I'm Michael Jackson the way I do the Billie Jean

Pop me a X and I pop me a bean

Spent fifteen hundred on some 'Miri jeans

I'm with the birds, with the bats, with the gang, with the slatts

You best know you can't fuck with the team