| Know what I’m sayin'
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| Big bosses big, big boss, CEO shit
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| Take yo hoe and some more shit, you dig?
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| Pour a four, shit
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| Mustard on the beat, ho
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| You little niggas (little niggas)
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| My check bigger (check bigger)
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| Can’t flex, nigga (flex)
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| Can’t bet witcha (huh)
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| Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
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| Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
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| All them dead friends (dead)
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| You a middleman (what)
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| You a little man (little, huh)
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| Your money getting shorter (shorter)
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| My bitch from 'cross the water (bitch)
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| Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)
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| Put my pride to the side (side), I could never lie
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| I don’t care if you cry, let them pussy niggas die
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| Ayy, Bentley matte black (skrrt), ooh, different kind of fabric
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| CEO status (huh), all my niggas savage (what)
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| You niggas’ll change for fame (fame)
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| It’s a sad game (sad game)
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| This the fast lane (skrrt)
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| Dug up money with the shovel (shovel), I could bury the bundle
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| It’s the Lamb, yeah
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| What you been sayin', yeah? |
| (What you been sayin', yeah?)
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| Ooh, it’s the game, yeah (gang)
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| Yeah them chopsticks no lil' shit (grra)
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| You could get your wig split (your wig split)
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| Couple mil on that deal, nigga (deal, nigga)
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| I’m a boss, my whole team countin' still, nigga (rich)
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| You little niggas (little niggas)
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| My check bigger (check bigger)
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| Can’t flex, nigga (flex)
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| Can’t bet witcha (huh)
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| Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
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| Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
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| All them dead friends (dead)
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| You a middleman (what)
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| You a little man (little, huh)
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| Your money getting shorter (shorter)
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| My bitch from 'cross the water (bitch)
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| Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)
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| Pull up with the drama (drama)
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| Better be movin' proper (what)
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| Better use a yoppa (grra)
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| We ain’t playin' fair, you a teddy bear (teddy)
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| My wrist too cold with Moncler
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| Talkin' the trap but you not there
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| On the bullshit (bullshit), that pullin' up quick (quick)
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| Like a foreign so many sticks (sticks)
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| That’s that tragic shit (tragic shit)
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| I got the baddest bitch (baddest)
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| Yeah, yeah (yah)
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| Yeah, yeah, quarter mil on my car, yeah (quarter milli)
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| Drippin' in Chanel, that’s a bar, yeah (that's a bar)
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| Come to Rich Forever, be a star, yeah (be a star)
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| I got too much ice (ice)
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| I got (I got)
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| Too many broads, too much paper, right (rich)
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| You little niggas (little niggas), my check bigger (check bigger)
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| Can’t flex, nigga (flex), can’t bet witcha (huh)
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| Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
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| Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
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| All them dead friends (dead), you a middleman (what)
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| You a little man (little, huh)
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| Your money getting shorter (shorter)
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| My bitch from 'cross the water (bitch)
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| Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dead Friends , by - Rich The Kid. Song from the album The World Is Yours, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп