Nintendo

(álbum: Rich Forever 3 - 2017)

[Jay Critch:]
Hey, hey
Damn, ayy
Hold up

[Jay Critch:]
New coupe, lane switch though
Couple bands on the fit though
I'ma go and get the wrist froze
Hey, chains shine like a disco
Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold
Pull up stunting with a rich ho
[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, she playing games like Nintendo
I was trapping out the bando
She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze
Ayy, two seater, no four door
I was running from the five-oh
Kick a bitch out the back door

[Jay Critch:]
Remember running out the back door
I need all the pounds, where it's at though?
We was broke, where was you at though?
Me and bunny was jugging them packs though
We was doing a lot for the green
In the telly she sucking up seed
In the telly, her head in the sheets
Shawty came through just to eat
They like why he got spikes on his feet?
They like is that LaRon on the beat?
Me and Vic had to Balmain the jeans
Hit a lick, I ran off with the cheese
She keep sucking me up, she a skeeze
I'ma pass her off to kilo
Niggas trapping, moving kilos
My niggas sticking to the G code

[Jay Critch:]
New coupe, lane switch though
Couple bands on the fit though
I'ma go and get the wrist froze
Hey, chains shine like a disco
Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold
Pull up stunting with a rich ho
[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, she playing games like Nintendo
I was trapping out the bando
She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze
Ayy, two seater, no four door
I was running from the five-oh
Kick a bitch out the back door

[Rich The Kid:]
Too many racks in my jeans
I broke the money machine
She was fucking for Celene
Trapping, break the triple beam
New wave, young niggas getting paid
Way too much Act with the Sprite
I need the racks in my life
IPhone and the beeper
I was trapping out the bando
Kicking bitches out the back door
Give me top, now she got to go
The money keep lifting my vans
She want the molly, she tan
She lick it right off my hand
She a freaky lil bitch
Did it again, now we rich
My niggas trapping the bricks
I can teach you how to whip
Chains shine like disco
Throw the bitch out the window
She only want me 'cause my wrist froze
Count it up 'til the bank close

[Jay Critch:]
New coupe, lane switch though
Couple bands on the fit though
I'ma go and get the wrist froze
Hey, chains shine like a disco
Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold
Pull up stunting with a rich ho
[Rich The Kid:]
Ayy, she playing games like Nintendo
I was trapping out the bando
She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze
Ayy, two seater, no four door
I was running from the five-oh
Kick a bitch out the back door