Lyrics Split - Rich The Kid

Split

Told my—, yeah
Ain’t playing games
Bought a bag for the bitch
She suck my dick, that’s a hunnid licks (A hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (Trap)
One call, that’s the bliss (That's the bliss)
I could get you hit (Hit), I could get you lit (Lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split (Woo)
Looking for me, I’m in Calabasas
Rich Forever, plus I been had it (Woo)
Maybach, got the Benz matted
Bend it over 'cause she got a fattie
Ayy, yeah, she got a friend
What is your name?
Put you in the gang, yeah
She got a bank (Bank)
Can’t hit her, no, but I’m makin' the sound
Ten milli', we could split it (Split)
Fuck the label, like the bank I get it
We could do it lik Biggie and Diddy
Jay Critch having mill’s already (Rich)
Yeah, Rich, I got it, that’s why I keep a fifty
Hundrd licks, then I bust down her titty
A hundred guns, niggas ain’t fucking with me
A hundred buns, that’s a hundred and fifty (Woo)
I’m back (Back) in the booth like I’m cooking up crack
With the stick 'cause I can’t ever lack
They don’t love me but I still
Rich nigga, I don’t know, no
Pockets, they smack, double cheese
Take a bitch on a shopping spree
Got a duffle bag and it’s LV
She got a pretty twister with the top and the bottom
Bought a bag for the bitch
She suck my dick, that’s a hunnid licks (A hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (Trap)
One call, that’s the bliss (That's the bliss)
I could get you hit (Hit), I could get you lit (Lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split (Woo)
You can’t find me in the trap, nigga
I ain’t fucking with these rap niggas
I ain’t trying to do a song with 'em
Nice, bad, I was wrong with 'em
I done the
High as hell, out of space and shit
Me and money in a relationship (Relationship)
That’s my dawg, for sure (My dawg)
That’s my bitch, you ain’t got a ass no more
I ain’t playing games, I done copped it, pop it
On the jail but the pocket rocket
These chrome ones, nigga, watch it, watch it
She got a wet ass pussy, nigga, mop it, mop it
Bought a bag for the bitch