Never Too Rich

Don't tell em

They ask who did it

Don't tell em

We on top of this shit like a hat

Get some money and never look back

I don't want to see your face bend it over

Baby girl let me see the back

From the trap to the stage I roll with them Ks

Now Lil' Kenny just want a plaque

If he play then he lay bullets hit his face

Now he rolled up in a new pack

I'ma probably get their late And moving slowly

Baby girl on that act

If you try to run off you get two to your face

And might catch a few through your back

If you try to run off then that might be your last

And I fucked on that hoe and then bought her a cab

And I don't got a card I like getting cash

And you never too rich I might spin out a jag

And I'm just trying to get together

I ain't slowing down I'm on the pedal

If they running up then shoot whoever

On some rock-star shit my pants be leather

Why you had to tell? What did you tell 'em?

I might buy some jewelry get some bezels

Bad bitch from Japan she suck it better

Baby chopper dancing with the devil

They ask who did it, I Don't know

I just wish he would've kept it closed

I don't shoot one bullet shoot four

Turn the switch on like I just run the stove

Turn your bitch on when I put on these clothes

Put the clip in and I shoot and reload

Put the dick in and I nut on her nose

Thought he ran track 'cause he quick on his toes

Bitch got to be bad bad if I cuff her

Might catch a hashtag trying to scuffle

Racks in a trash bag fuck a duffle

They in the skinny jeans I'm trying to run it up

Get it by any means and I ain't done enough

I might get ten a piece and tell them scuff em' up

How you gone change? You used to be one of us

Bullets gone change him

Make that boy double dutch

We on top of this shit like a hat

Get some money and never look back

I don't want to see your face bend it over

Baby girl let me see the back

From the trap to the stage I roll with them Ks

Now Lil' Kenny just want a plaque

If he play then he lay bullets hit his face

Now he rolled up in a new pack

I'ma probably get their late And moving slowly

Baby girl on that act

If you try to run off you get two to your face

And might catch a few through your back

If you try to run off then that might be your last

And I fucked on that hoe and then bought her a cab

And I don't got a card I like getting cash

And you never too rich I might spin out a jag

And you never too rich I might spin out a jag

If you try to run I might give him back