Riches

[DJ Mik]
Yea its all good my bros
Yall already know we the pros
Wild n out there is no bitches
Yall only mad cause we glitches
And riches, and now niggas gonna try
You just mad cause your momma died
You can't even rap you just knocked off
You can't even diss, i blocked you off

[Zay The Rich]
Aye its ya fam zay

I got all the riches and fame
You did bad so you are the shame
Bruh im good at rapping you not
Ladies and gentlemen give it up for Travis Not
You just a nigga who fucking get an L
There is going to be fire up in my mouth
I heard you play football
Ok i wanna rap
And your bitch she want a snack
Just like me and you
I have a running back

[DJ Mik]
Nobody ever messes with me
If they do, imma give them this D
Tryna be cool B, unh
In
My
Jordan
Tee
Unh
Bout to fuck up that bitch, aye
My bitch do love me, dick, aye
That bitch gonna fuck on me
She gonna suck on my dick, aye
Im with the homies (wassup)
The niggas with the rollies (yuh)
DONT BE CRINGEY NIGGA
You do not exist nigga
We back on this shit nigga (YUH)