rich junkies

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[Intro] (You know who TF made it) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I got some money and I got some drugs I just been livin', my twin on the run Took me a Perc' to the face, I'm stuck Bitch, I'm outside with a stick, It's tucked Bitch, I'ma shoot and I'm never gon' run I got some money on me, goin' up Glock 19, I'm finna kill me some' I'ma rich junkie, I'm poppin' them drugs Bitch, I be high but I'm still getting money I'm getting rich, I'm a rich ass junkie I just woke up then I made me a hundred I put that stick in yo' face, I ain't bluffin' I made a lot and know you got you nothin' Twin in the jam, I'm like, "Free out my cousin" Got me some Tris and you got Robitussin I got that stick in my pants and I'm cluthin' [Verse] I got that Draco, that bitch came from Russia I got me racks and you never could touch 'em I got that stick on my hip and I'm bussin' I'm tryna get to them racks, I be rushin' I need a hundred bands, this shit a race Ride in the whip and we grippin' some K's Perc' in my system, now I'm feelin' great I got nobody I could ever save That bitch so bad, I just want me a taste I got so high, can't remember the day If I'm not shooting, I pull out my blade I made a path, I went out and paved OD on drugs, how much I take? Pretty lil' bitch, tryna fuck on her face I got some racks, they on me, I feel great I'm sippin' drank, I love the taste How you tryna boss up on minimum wage? I know they broke, they not having no way I just be geekin', they don't got no motion I just be geekin', they don't got no plays I might say, "Fuck it," and buy me a plane I got some drugs in me, I'm feeling sane I got some money, so much that I made They finna die if they step on my plate [Chorus] I got some money and I got some drugs I just been livin', my twin on the run Took me a Perc' to the face, I'm stuck Bitch, I'm outside with a stick, It's tucked Bitch, I'ma shoot and I'm never gon' run I got some money on me, goin' up Glock 19, I'm finna kill me some' I'ma rich junkie, I'm poppin' them drugs Bitch, I be high but I'm still getting money I'm getting rich, I'm a rich ass junkie I just woke up then I made me a hundred I put that stick in yo' face, I ain't bluffin' I made a lot and know you got you nothin' Twin in the jam, I'm like, "Free out my cousin" Got me some Tris and you got Robitussin I got that stick in my pants and I'm cluthin' [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah
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- Austin Skinner