Rich (Super Sayan Bonus)

[Intro]
Yeah yeah
Young Szn

[Pre-Chorus]
Talking down (talking shit)
On my name (on my name)
You get hit (you get hit )
With that K-bang
Baby we don't spray (fi fi fi fi)
And no mace
We talking tickets,tickets all up in your face

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm about get rich noww I ain't playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell em I wena super saiyan

Bitch I'm about get rich noww I ain't playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell em I wena super saiyan

[Verse 1]
Kamehameha laughing to the bank
Fendi, Gucci, Prada pussy all on me
I came up from Nada (got no one to thank)
Got that baby love drunk and she don't even drink
I'm a fucking stoner my last bet 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 fazed
I’m from Mars and she from Venus look like milky way
[?]

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm about get rich noww I ain't playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell em I wena super saiyan

Bitch I'm about get rich noww I ain't playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell em I wena super saiyan

[Verse 2]
They saying he got you two stepping
I can teach you dance lessons
[?] 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 3 am 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 broke went separate ways like [?]
[?] found a way to get some mills
I got lucid visions, beat a hater like [?]
Trynna get this weight up on my back it’s getting real
Turn my eye bags into body bags, if looks could really kill

[Pre-Chorus]
Talking down (talking shit)
On my name (on my name)
You get hit (you get hit )
With that K-bang
Baby we don't spray (fi fi fi fi)
And no mace
We talking tickets,tickets all up in your face

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm about get rich noww I ain't playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell em I wena super saiyan

Bitch I'm about get rich noww I ain't playing
They say I might be a menace
Tell em I wena super saiyan

[Verse 3]
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 stirred the pot until it's hot wait till 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 000s
I be rocking shit my tongue got problems with pronouncing
I don’t need a tec to protect myself if you pouncing
I got God on deck niggas got a problem we bouncing

[Outro]
I think one day we all gon meet outside
We all got pride I taught your baby how to dm slide
Coz she my side
Leave her guessing coz I ain’t reply
She wonder why I ain’t call her back my hands are tied
I’m feeling tired coz she talk about the same thing
I just want the cheque
I can’t fuck around with no plain jane
I prefer the jet
I rock Gucci boy stop hating
Coz you still shopping at Jet
Cats and dogs don’t show no love
But your bitch and her pussy is my pet