Certified Rich Junkie

[Intro]
Ay, triple nine shit, ay
Triple nine shit, ay
Grrah, grrah (Ay, triple nine shit)
OG Don, bitch (OG Don, bitch, ay)
Yeah

[Chorus: OG Don]
A lot of pressure on me since my brother died
If you pull up on my block then nigga that's a suicide
I was on the block, you was never ever outside
Fuckin’ on yo bitch, I might hit her from the back side
Walk out with my stick, I ain't fuckin' with a dropout
You can see my chain when a young nigga dropout
Percocets and lean got a young nigga too high
Oh, I’m bouta burp but a young nigga too fly
A lot of pressure on me since my brother died
If you pull up on my block then nigga that's a suicide
I was on the block, you was never ever outside
Fuckin' on yo bitch, I might hit her from the back side

[Verse 1: OG Don]
Turned to a fat rich junkie
I just want that money
Your bitch on my dick but she can't get nothing from me
Yes I am a rapper, but I shoot you if you test me
Yes I am a rapper so I'm trappin' for that check bleed
Your bitch on her knees
Strong weed make me sneeze
Balenciaga to my feet, 60K for a feat
No I'm not a human love, bitch I'm a creach
Spittin’ all these facts in the booth like a preach
Get up at my face, draco spray you like some aids
She like how my dick taste
He know how that blick taste
I am never second, bitch I’m first place
Where is the lean?, 'cause I’m getting thirsty

[Chorus: OG Don]
A lot of pressure on me since my brother died
If you pull up on my block then nigga that's a suicide
I was on the block, you was never ever outside
Fuckin' on yo bitch, I might hit her from the back side

[Verse 2: King Stoneyy]
Let me tell you how this money turns the bitches into freaks
Last time we met she took my soul, I couldn't skeet
She told me never get too close to niggas you’ll see
Shawty we ain't playin' ball if they reachin' up on me
Smokin' dope, speeding on the e-way, swervin'
Police try to catch, I do the dash, that's for certain
He say he lookin' for me, I ain't here, keep on lurkin'
Tell my baby when you wish, you can get that burkin'
'Cause shawty she be down for a while
Let's get her, know we got them all in the pound
She know that we safe, I never loafin' when I'm out
We ain't stressin' but we smoke that pressure though
Came off from nothing, God said it's a blessing
But I know one thing, won't go under pressure now (Nah, nah nah)

[Outro: OG Don]
(A lot of pressure on me since my brother died
If you pull up on my block then nigga that's a suicide
I was on the block, you was never ever outside
Fuckin' on yo bitch, I might hit her from the back side
Ayy, triple nine shit, OG Don bitch)