Lyrics Richer - T. Flex

Richer

Only get richer and richer, ayy
Ayy, Look
I only get richer and richer
These niggas get poorer and poorer
Hitting them switches on bitches
Balling from quarter to quarter
I get you right over the border, got that map on me flowing like Dora
My nigga just stick to your mission
They ain’t talking money, ignore em'
Huh, wait
Oh wait, my diamond they dripping, they pouring
I pulled up in a brand new foreign
I fuck on your bitch, made a porn
I get it straight from the pot, straight from the pot to the scale
Straight from the scale to the block
Straight to the block, get some sale
Nigga we talking this shit and they know that I’m never gone fail
Know I can never get caught
I’ll never go back to jail
Hunnids all blue on me
Only keep blues on me
Shorty got to her knees and she just blew on me
Money just grew on trees, baby gone choose on me
Niggas gone hate on me
I ain’t gone lose no sleep
Running that track like Usain, huh
Straight from the trap like 2 Chainz, huh
Yeah, I kick it like Liu Kang, huh
Brand new whip like Bruce Wayne, huh
Chorus/Hook:
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
I opened my bank account, drew out my draft and it painted the prettiest picture
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
Count it up, add it up, multiply, stack it up, pockets get bigger and bigger
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
Opened my bank account, drew out my draft and it painted the prettiest picture
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
Count it up, stack it up, multiply, add it up, pockets get bigger and bigger
I just turned a fifty to a hundred, seeing double, oh
If a nigga try to tow my money, he in trouble, oh
I been in the kitchen like a chemistry professor
I dropped out of school, now I make more than my professor
Pull up in Panamera flexing
I put like twenty on the necklace
I wasn’t living young and reckless, on the block with my niggas playing Tetris
Had to cook it and work it, flip it, stretch it
I was just making good investments
Had to run with that pack
There weren’t exceptions in the streets
With the heat, I’m good with weapons
Kick it like MMA, huh, y’all niggas getting so paid, huh
Diamonds all wet
My chain gone drip like rain on a windowpane, huh
Chain with a whip, no slave huh, young nigga getting so paid, huh
Cook it like chicken lo mein, huh
Shine gonna be no shade, huh
Working hard till my grave
Flew through the money like PAYG, huh
Niggas act stupid, okay, huh, wait, huh, ay
Why you niggas always trying to hate, huh
Please don’t bring it my way, huh
Unless you talking about pay
Chorus/Hook:
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
I opened my bank account, drew out my draft and it painted the prettiest picture
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
Count it up, add it up, multiply, stack it up, pockets get bigger and bigger
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
Opened my bank account, drew out my draft and it painted the prettiest picture
I only get richer and richer, huh, I only get richer and richer
Count it up, stack it up, multiply, add it up, pockets get bigger and bigger