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Wealthy

Album cover art for "Wealthy" by Z Money

Z Money - Rap

Wealthy

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Duration: 3:12

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April 19, 2019.

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[Intro] Gotta see this We gotta shoot this video ASAP before I leave Chicago Jose Hendrixx [Verse 1] Fendi disco drip, damn, I came out kinda shocked I'm loaded on the work, just hit me up, you need a chop Got good dope on 21st, come and shop at that new mall Yeah, pull up with the mob (Pull up), brick with the mob (Brick) Dog with the marble (Yeah), he continue sellin' hard I'm a chemist in my business, then they labeled me a star In the V12, tinted windows, and my Glock is up to par Let some shots off at your door, let some shots off in your car Sixty racks up in the hole, let the killers slide tomorrow (Yeah) I sold dope, don't do no fraud, I just keep on buyin' cars Let lil' bro go fuck your ho, bring that bitch back home tomorrow And if my trap ever go slow, I'ma speed up for sure [Chorus] I'm wealthy, I'm wealthy (I'm wealthy) I was down bad broke, now I'm healthy (Now I'm healthy) It's a couple broke hoes, shouldn't have left me (They shouldn't have left me) These diamonds drippin' on my chain and my neckpiece (Damn) And my circle still the same, exactly (Exactly) If I drip a little drip, they might just wanna whack me (No way) Boogers 'round my neck, these fifty pointers, opps can't match these (Nah) Hittin' all these bullets, got 'em runnin' like a track meet (A track meet) [Verse 2] Catch them lackin', it's clap heat (Lackin') Kill them on the back seat (Back seat) Ready to do a nigga nasty I got the pack, don't tax it Ain't fresh here, so don't ask me Ain't fuckin' no ho, where the cash be? (No) Damn, her pussy was so good, but she thought that she had me Young nigga, I like Trackhawks, I don't like no fuckin' Caddies (No Caddies) Jump to the store, get bags Jumped on a forky, it's my habit (Habit) Nobody endorsed me but my daddy Catch me on floor seats, lookin' immaculate (Yeah) I just might put all my jewelry on, but I'ma keep it classy Dressin' like a fuckin' 'ceratops, but I'm on number five Try to touch this chain, you higher than the powder Everybody with you, they is dyin' I came outside, I was stylin' Everybody with me, they is firin' Everywhere I go, they keep that iron Diamonds cost more than your prime [Chorus] I'm wealthy, I'm wealthy (I'm wealthy) I was down bad broke, now I'm healthy (Now I'm healthy) It's a couple broke hoes, shouldn't have left me (They shouldn't have left me) These diamonds drippin' on my chain and my neckpiece (Damn) And my circle still the same, exactly (Exactly) If I drip a little drip, they might just wanna whack me (No way) Boogers 'round my neck, these fifty pointers, opps can't match these (Nah) Hittin' all these bullets, got 'em runnin' like a track meet (A track meet) I'm wealthy, I'm wealthy (I'm wealthy) I was down bad broke, now I'm healthy (Now I'm healthy) It's a couple broke hoes, shouldn't have left me (They shouldn't have left me) These diamonds drippin' on my chain and my neckpiece (Damn) And my circle still the same, exactly (Exactly) If I drip a little drip, they might just wanna whack me (No way) Boogers 'round my neck, these fifty pointers, opps can't match these (Nah) Hittin' all these bullets, got 'em runnin' like a track meet (A track meet)

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  • Z Money