Rich N Turnt

Lyrics

[Chorus: Summrs] I got two sticks on me bitch (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY) I can't let a nigga split my shit I just turnt up and got rich, yeah Fell in love with these sticks You'll never catch me in no Ricks My wrist lit, Audemars Piguet up on my shit Two-tone Patek froze, Urus truck swole And my pockets swole (Double R, Bird Business, brr) Slidin' in a four-door, I just turnt up on my ex ho I just bought Kayb a pole, I'm turnt up at his show I'm like "Motherfuck the PO" Dicks watchin' us like its HBO Neck on froze, wrist on froze, H2O I can't trust no ho Drop my partner? Ain't how it go (Go) [Verse 1: Desire] Got my wrist on froze, rockin' out my show with a dirty pole And my niggas take watches, actin' like the Grinch, takin' they stones I'm in love with the Roxy, I can feel thirty mgs through my bones Double cup fillеd with toxins, I been eatin' on that good-good teriyaki I'm finna cook, hibachi Mike Amiri my jеans, don't do Versace Bitch, I just dropped a deposit I'm still the same young nigga, dropped outta college And, bitch, I just do what I'm 'posed to Sippin' good-good drank I ain't got a coaster I'm the one havin' the motion Big-ass fuckin' rod, it ain't got no holster [Verse 2: Summrs] Give me my swag back, bitch, you stole it I got a rod with no fuckin' holster Drivin' that fast in the Tesla Roadster This bitch keep askin' me "Just come over" She want me slangin' dick all on the sofa I'm rockin Number (N)ine, I don't rock no Gosha You niggas fakin', these niggas impostors Free my dawgs out the cut, nigga, free Sosa Bitch, I got twenty pointers in my choker Don't let that Draco slump you over I'm in the stu', I'm focused and I'm loaded She see my Audemars Piguet, she noticed I pick that pistol up and get to totin' I got my millions up, lil' bitch, I'm chosen I'm in the Maybach, noddin' off, dozin' I'ma let the K knock a noggin' open I'm on some presidential shit, but I don't be votin' PMO snatched his chain, that's a trophy Holy, holy Hold that noise, boy, you needa hold the noise 'fore I get your ass bust up And murdered Come through the section and just swerve, leavin' his brains on the curb I fly with the birds, yeah, that's what you heard? Then you heard right, my niggas in the can with they fuckin' knife, they ain't got no pipes Take one of us, take two of yours, then we get life Yeah, yeah We ain't makin' shit right [Chorus: Summrs] I got two sticks on me bitch I can't let a nigga split my shit I just turnt up and got rich, yeah Fell in love with these sticks You'll never catch me in no Ricks My wrist lit, Audemars Piguet up on my shit Two-tone Patek froze, Urus truck swole And my pockets swole (Double R, Bird Business, brr) Slidin' in a four-door, I just turnt up on my ex ho I just bought Kayb a pole, I'm turnt up at his show I'm like "Motherfuck the PO" Dicks watchin' us like its HBO Neck on froze, wrist on froze, H2O I can't trust no ho Drop my partner? Ain't how it go (Go) [Outro] (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)