Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song TOLD RICHIE WE RICH (PERCOCET 5MG), artist - Robb Bank$.
Date of issue: 22.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
TOLD RICHIE WE RICH (PERCOCET 5MG) |
I got MDMA, Adderall, Bromo, Dragonfly, Codeine, Oxy’s |
Like, Molly, I got some Ibuprofen, Asprin, I got Flintstone gummies if you want |
Run that shit back |
I just told Richie that we rich, nigga |
Yee, yee, yee, yee |
All these bitch niggas |
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah (What it is, nigga) |
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah |
Top notch, bitches love the speed racer |
Hot Topic, bitch I could not gage her |
I never learned how not to be a player |
Yacht Club, my hot tub filled with gators |
Real Florida baby, I’ma wake the neighbors |
I told that bitch get out my ride before I make her, yeah |
I’m on Knob Hill Road, in a scraper |
My freak gon' slob up on my knob until her face hurt |
I told Richie we had accumulated millions |
I got a bad yellow bitch, Lisa Simpson |
Said «you a handsome devil,» lucky that you Christian |
Can’t fuck with fashion, then she got sac-religious |
I’m the Carter now, I’m way, way too official |
Femto starter kit for clones and my children |
And that bitch led you on, I’m shoppin' in my |
My ex don’t fuck me no more, said my dick vengeful (Yeah) |
Top notch, bitched love the speed racer |
Hot Topic, bitch I could not gage her |
I never learned how not to be a player |
Yacht Club, my hot tub filled with gators |
Run that shit back |
Run that shit back (Ahh) |
I think I might be happy (Rich Gang) |