Rich - (Super Sayan) [[Bonus]]
Young season
Talking down (Talking shit)
On my name (On my name)
You get hit
With the K
Bang bang but we don’t spray
Ain't no mace
We talking tickets, ticket all up in your face
Bitch I’m about get rich now
I ain’t playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell ‘em I went Super Saiyan
Bitch I’m about get rich now
I ain’t playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell ‘em I went Super Saiyan
Tell ‘em I went Super
Kamehameha, laughing to the bank
Fendi, Gucci, Prada, pussy all I think
I came up from nada, got no one to thank
Got that baby love drunk and she ain't even drink
I’m a fucking star my last bae had a super car
Yeah I run these streets, my feet ain’t even touch the tar
Call me Tiger Woods, fuck up the club I’m up to par
I never keep the peace or blade but I still leave a scar
I’m talking heaven bitch I see you living it all day
You dealing with a teenage genius got you all phased
I’m from Mars and she from Venus, skin like milky way
Your boy get that cake from her like I was selling by today
Bitch I’m about get rich now
I ain’t playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell ‘em I went Super Saiyan
Bitch I’m about get rich now
I ain’t playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell ‘em I went Super Saiyan, tell ‘em I went Super
They said he got you two stepping like he teach you dance lessons
The country know my shit bad, what the fuck’s a Smith and Wesson?
Now I’m not good at math but I always count my blessings
After I count my racks she drop her dress and start undressing
Up at 3AM we in the hills
Frostbite in my K9’s, yeah my bust down gave me chills
Reminiscing of the day my momma couldn’t pay the bills
Now me and Brooke went separate ways like I was testing how she feels
I'm a dropout not stupid, found a way to get some mills
I got lucid visions, beat a hater like Jalil
Trying to get this weight up on my back it’s getting real
Turn my eye bags into body bags if looks could really kill but
Talking down (Talking shit)
On my name (On my name)
You get hit (You get hit)
With the K
Bang bang but we don’t spray
Ain't no mace
We talking tickets, tickets all up in your face
Bitch I’m about get rich now
I ain’t playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell ‘em I went Super Saiyan
Bitch I’m about get rich now
I ain’t playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell ‘em I went Super Saiyan, tell ‘em I went Super
I came from the bottom like I’m gum on a shoe
Yeah I don’t sample niggas, ain’t no one finna sue
I know these niggas chasing beef I had to cook ‘em a stew
I stir the pot until it’s hot, wait ‘til I get into stu’
I got it scortching on the block, I don’t hang with opps
They greet me, I don’t greet ‘em back and they still give me props
She gon’ fall for you and give me back if my new addy flops
Shawty top me off and kiss you after my new project drops
Yeah I’m repping my 2000’s I’m making 10 000’s
I be rocking shit my tongue got problems with pronouncing
I don’t need a tech to protect myself if you pouncing
I got God on deck niggas got a problem we bouncing
I think one day we all gon’ meet outside
We all got pride
I taught your baby how to DM slide ‘casue she my side
Leave her guessing ‘cause I ain’t reply
She wonder why
Hash ain’t call her back my hand are tied
I’m feeling tired
‘Cause she talk about the same thing, I just want the cheque
I can’t fuck 'round with no plain jane, I prefer the jet
I rock Gucci boy stop hating ‘cause you school shopping at Jet
Cats and dogs ain't show no love, got your bitch and her pussy is my pet