LIONELRICHIE

[Chorus (Slowed)]
You know I got them bitches (Gang)
I tote pipes with extensions (Yeah, yeah)
That nigga died, leave him missin'
Like nigga buy it, boy get rid it
And I'm so fly in designer
I'm gettin' it high off the finest
And you can try, but you won't find us
'Cause I get it rich just like Lionel
I'm fuckin' that-

[Intro]
Trap-a-holics
Real trap shit
Glocky, chang
Go, ayy (Yeah)
Chang (Uh), uh, glocky
Huh? Ayy, ayy (Ha-ha)

[Chorus]
You know I got them bitches (Gang)
I tote pipes with extensions (Yeah, yeah)
That nigga died, leave him missin'
Like nigga buy it, boy get rid it
And I'm so fly in designer
I'm gettin' it high off the finest
And you can try, but you won't find us
'Cause I get it rich just like Lionel

[Verse]
I'm fuckin' that green just like a farmer
Bitch I'm on a stank, ain't talkin' 'bout farmer
She gimme that T, Arnold Palmer
The Glock with the beam, bitch I'm sparkin'
And I'ma click, Peter Parker
And you's a bitch, you's a barker
I leave him red like a marker
I leave him dead, nigga started
And I dare a nigga try me
He run up, we leave him slimy
Yes he did, we do him grimy
Go off his team, bitch I send the iron
And I'm with my team, bitch you know where I am
You don't get no green, boy, stop all that lyin'
The shawty a fiend, but she steady cryin'
Pull up to the scene, the niggas, they dyin' (Fah)
Doo doo doo, pull up, shoot (Baow)
All my bitches comin' too
I got the Glock on a mop
Nigga, what you wanna choose? (Huh?)
Nigga, how you wanna lose?
I fuck 'round, hang him on a noose
And if he fuckin' with my gang
I fuck 'round, put him on the news
Two Glocks on my side
Thing One, Thing Two
But we know that nigga pussy
Yeah, that nigga deckin' twos (Huh? Huh?)

[Chorus]
You know I got them bitches (Yeah)
I tote pipes with extensions
That nigga dead, leave him missin'
Like nigga buy it, boy get rid it
And I'm so fly in designer
I'm gettin' it high off the finest
And you can try, but you won't find us
'Cause I get it rich just like Lionel (Yeah, yeah)