Dead Friends – Rich the Kid lyrics – Lil Uzi Vert diss

Lyrics Dead Friends – Rich the Kid

You lil’ niggas, man (you lil’ niggas is little)
Know what i’m sayin’
Big bosses big, big boss, CEO s**t
You know what I’m sayin’?
Take yo hoe and some more s**t, you dig?
Pour a four, s**t
Mustard on the beat, ho.
(Rich the Kid – Dead friends)

You little niggas
My check bigger
Can’t flex, n***a
Can’t bet witcha
Teach you how to be a boss, top dropped off
Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends
You a middleman
You a little man
Your money getting shorter
My b***h from ‘cross the water
Teach you how to count it, all about it, better boss up (rich)

Put my pride to the side (side), I could never lie
I don’t care if you cry, let them p***y niggas die
Ayy, Bentley matte black (skrrt), ooh, different kind of fabric
CEO status (huh), all my niggas savage (what)
You niggas’ll change for fame (fame)
It’s a sad game (sad game)
This the fast lane (skrrt)
Dug up money with the shovel (shovel), I could bury the bundle
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What you been sayin’, yeah? (What you been sayin’, yeah?)
Ooh, it’s the game, yeah (gang)
Yeah them chopsticks no lil’ s**t (grra)
You could get your wig split (your wig split)
Couple mil on that deal, n***a (deal, n***a)
I’m a boss, my whole team countin’ still, n***a (rich)

You little niggas (little niggas)
My check bigger (check bigger)
Can’t flex, n***a (flex)
Can’t bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead)
You a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My b***h from ‘cross the water (b***h)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)

Pull up with the drama (drama)
Better be movin’ proper (what)
Better use a yoppa (grra)
We ain’t playin’ fair, you a teddy bear (teddy)
My wrist too cold with Moncler
Talkin’ the trap but you not there
On the bullshit (bullshit), that pullin’ up quick (quick)
Like a foreign so many sticks (sticks)
That’s that tragic s**t (tragic s**t)
I got the baddest b***h (baddest)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, quarter mil on my car, yeah (quarter milli)
Drippin’ in Chanel, that’s a bar, yeah (that’s a bar)
Come to Rich Forever, be a star, yeah (be a star)
I got too much ice (ice)
I got (I got)
Too many broads, too much paper, right.

You little niggas (little niggas), my check bigger (check bigger)
Can’t flex, n***a (flex), can’t bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead), you a middleman (what)
You a little man
Your money getting shorter, my b***h from ‘cross the water (b***h)
Teach you how to count it, all about it, better boss uppp.
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  1. March 26, 2018

    […] Lyrics Dead Friends – Rich the Kid You lil’ niggas, man (you lil’ niggas is little) Know what i’m sayin’ Big bosses big, big boss, CEO s**t You know what I’m sayin’? Take yo hoe and some more s**t, you dig? Pour a four, s**t Mustard on the beat, ho. (Rich the Kid – Dead friends)... – Lyrics Dead Friends – Rich the Kid lyrics – Lil Uzi Vert diss […]

  2. March 26, 2018

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