rich Lyrics – bl6ke
Singer: bl6ke
Title: rich
Put his #ss in a trap, feel like I’m jigsaw (what)
Recording drinking a Monster, f#ck that Whiteclaw
I put to gun to his jaw, he beggin’ out for his mom
His blood get sucked thru the straw, he got that rich talk
Keep my eyes on the f#ckers who wanna come around
I left his #ss in the ditch, and he was never found
I hear everyone talkin’, seeing everyone watchin’
I swear these b#tches be stalkin’
Gusts of winds around his body like it’s final destination
Took a train to hell, I guess I’ve reached my final station
Dragging bodiеs, bloody hands, in the bags, not to brag
I was rapping ’bout my haters way beforе I had my fans
Pop him like a pimple, now I’m cleanin up his brains like pus
I keep my business simple, feel like I’m in breaking bad like Gus
Feel like I’m juno, moving different ’cause she acting sus
Spotting all these bodies on the floor, it feels like among us
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