Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Richard Millie Plain, artist - Gunna. Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Richard Millie Plain |
| Playmakers |
| Run that back, Turbo |
| Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain) |
| Countin' cash on a private plane (Countin' cash on a private plane, uh) |
| Couple M’s on the sound exchange (Couple M’s on the sound exchange) |
| Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard Millie, no time to explain) |
| Ah, Richard Millie plain (Plain) |
| Maybach with the woodgrain (Woodgrain) |
| Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah |
| Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain) |
| Gunna Gunna got a lil' fame now |
| Ain’t no cap in my game (My game) |
| Still’ll hit your block, leave a man down |
| Shootin' like I’m shootin' at the range (Range) |
| Quick, I can let it bang (Bang) |
| Rich nigga, I let her keep the change (Change) |
| Fake love, I don’t care to really hang (Fake love) |
| You a dub and I know you full of shame (You a dub) |
| Speed it up, know they want to take the lane (Speed it up) |
| Uh, take a school bus, board the plane (Board the plane) |
| Did it first, heard they tried to call it lame, huh? |
| Now these niggas lookin' like the same (Same) |
| They was tryna steal my style, dawg |
| Full outfit, I had to change (Had to change) |
| Tempt me, I’ma go AWOL (AWOL) |
| People gon' think I’m insane (Insane) |
| I’ma skeet skeet in her face, awh |
| Fell in love with her brain (Skeet skeet) |
| Pull the skrrt skrrt on a hater |
| All you niggas saw was my chain (Skrrt skrrt) |
| Kiss my ring (My ring) |
| Pretty bitch swallowed a bean (My bean) |
| Then she gon' swallow my thing (My thing) |
| Lot of ass in the Philipp Plein jeans (Jeans) |
| Gotta ask? |
| Yeah, I still sip lean (Sip lean) |
| Swag, bitch, you know what I mean (Mean) |
| Got the cash like the money machine (Machine) |
| Black Pradas, at the bottom all green |
| Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain) |
| Countin' cash on a private plane (Countin' cash on a private plane, uh) |
| Couple M’s on the sound exchange (Couple M’s on the sound exchange) |
| Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard Millie, no time to explain) |
| Ah, Richard Millie plain (Plain) |
| Maybach with the woodgrain (Woodgrain) |
| Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah |
| Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain) |
| Gunna Gunna got a lil' fame now |
| Ain’t no cap in my game (My game) |
| Still’ll hit your block, leave a man down |
| Shootin' like I’m shootin' at the range |
| Still a kid, I love Barneys (Barneys) |
| Shoppin' spree, spent me a quarter (Quarter) |
| Wishing well, I got water (Water) |
| You a sped, I’m a little smarter (Smarter) |
| That’s your bitch, then you gotta spoil her (Spoil her) |
| Tote bananas like it came with a spoiler (With a spoiler) |
| See you on the camera, I’ma kill your daughter (Kill your daughter) |
| Niggas know I’m havin', still drippin' harder (Still drippin' harder) |
| Chromeheart crossin' my collar (Collar) |
| All the heels got red on the bottom (Bottom) |
| Don’t compare, you are not in my column (Nah) |
| Don’t fall, we ain’t nowhere near autumn (Near autumn) |
| I’m a man, I’ma solve my problems, awh |
| Told my family I got 'em (I got 'em) |
| He was talkin' his mouth, he ain’t 'bout it at all |
| Now they don’t know who shot him (Now they don’t know who shot him) |
| Love Atlanta (Atlanta) |
| Too much mud in my Fanta (My Fanta) |
| Gunna pulled up in a Phantom (Pulled up) |
| Seats same color banana (Banana) |
| C’s all on the bandana (Yeah) |
| Please don’t correct my grammar (Please don’t correct my grammar) |
| Please don’t argue, got candles (Grieve) |
| Achieve, I have my standards |
| Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain) |
| Countin' cash on a private plane (Countin' cash on a private plane, uh) |
| Couple M’s on the sound exchange (Couple M’s on the sound exchange) |
| Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard Millie, no time to explain) |
| Ah, Richard Millie plain (Plain) |
| Maybach with the woodgrain (Woodgrain) |
| Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah |
| Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain) |
| Gunna Gunna got a lil' fame now |
| Ain’t no cap in my game (My game) |
| Still’ll hit your block, leave a man down |
| Shootin' like I’m shootin' at the range |