Rich The Kid - 4 Phones (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rich The Kid - 4 Phones (en) Lyrics
They know I got cash ain't
gotta brag no more
I'm playing with the money I just
might go snatch a boat
I run through a check but fuck
it the bag is close
I'm done with yo bitch but
fuck it I had the hoe
I made 100 thousand in
the same clothes
I dropped a whole quarter
now my neck froze
Rich forever I put my
team on
Think I'm still trapping
I got 4 phones
Niggas is cap for real, ain't
seen a half a mill
My bih ass thick so real
I was trapping pay the bills
Money long need a
pick-up truck
A lotta hundreds you can't
pick em up
Got to make sure my
niggas rich
In a tesla but I had
to switch
You niggas fraud really
counterfeit
Flip her over then she
do a split
They was lying but I'm
really rich
She be lying you cant trust
a bitch
Want the money yeah the
check that's it
Rubberbands all around
my wrist
Broke niggas they ain't
talking about shit
I was broke had to hit
that lick
I'm thinking about a wraith I just
might go snatch a ghost
All in the forbes, I ain't
gotta brag no more
She give me top at the
red light
She get a bag if the
head right
Cuban links nigga iced out
Pinky ring that's a
light house
Nigga the block is hot
My niggas they trap a lot
My bitches got they ass out,
fuck her till she tap out
My money don't max out,
what is the cap about
You niggas just cap a lot, I'm
dropping the top on spot
She ain't trying to fuck then
she getting kicked out
Niggas keep talking they
getting x'd out
Mama said don't have my
house trapped out
Got a lil foreign bout
to blow her back out
Too many shows, pack out
Please tell me he ain't
bring them racks out
New lamb now I'm about to
back out
Wanted a porches but
shit was sold out
Run up a check no
more relaxing
I bought the richie you
bought the rollie
Bitch probably lying she
say she don't know me
I want to ball out better
than kobe
100 Racks blue cheese
that's on me
We ain't friends bro
you not my homie
Rich forever we tall racks, broke
bitch you better fall back.
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