- Rich The Kid Moon Walkin 歌詞
- Rich The Kid
- B*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k a b*tch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, f**ked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My circle small like a cheerio
Ayy, b*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k your b*tch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
Ayy, b*tch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack
Run it up, run it up
Nasty b*tch, f**k her right on the furniture
Paris ride in a Rari, foreigner
F**k a model b*tch and I'm recording her(ayy)
She wanna f**k 'cause I'm comin up
Pull up in Rari's, no Hummer truck
Ayy, b*tch I be ballin' like Mike and 'em
I got the bands, now she likin' him
Yeah, took your b*tch no pardon me, sorry
Skateboard b*tches callin' me gnarly
Diamonds flash like the paparazzi, yeah, ayy
Big thirty, now them boys don't want problems
Stepback, now that boy look like Harden
Rich Forever, now my chain look like water, yeah
B*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k a b*tch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, f**ked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My set gon' smell like a cheerio
Ayy, b*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k your b*tch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
Ayy, b*tch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack(Ah-Dexter)
Young nigga ran up a sack (look)
B*tch I be ballin' like KD
Blockin' b*tches off the gram
Naw I do not do no xans
I like to draw on my pants
Ice on my neck, colosseum
Come get your girl, she be all in my DMs
Sixteen, I was whippin' that BM
She f**kin' on me 'cause her man wanna be him
I just might make her my BM
Foreign b*tch, she Korean
I let her stay for the weekend
Fifty K on a backend
I get the money, them M&Ms
I f**k your b*tch, she ain't in to him
I'm ballin' hard above the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on your Timbs
Don't wanna bump me, got the guard on my hip
She suckin' me up, I'm gon' cum on her lips
Big choppers, I got guns like I'm Tip
Ran off with that pack, hit the block, make it flip
Big choppers like I'm Tip
I'ma just nut on her lips
Oh shit, she got milk
My homies be blood, and some of 'em crip
B*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k a b*tch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, f**ked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My set gon' smell like a cheerio
Ayy, b*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k your b*tch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
Ayy, b*tch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack
Yeah, diamonds on me and they wet, splash
Trap nigga, birds takin' a bath
Whip a brick then I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up like Bathin' Ape
Whip it up like we bakin' cakes
Chop-chop it up, yeah shavin' weight, ayy
We was broke, now we rich forever
Too many diamonds, might break the bezel
We got the money, might flex together
She suck my dick on the dresser
She give me brain like professors
I'm a professional flexer
And I ball, Michael Vick
We was broke, now we rich
Trap phone, hangin' up on the plug
Rich nigga with a cup full of mud
Xans on me, I been takin' the drugs
Bad b*tch wanna f**k with a thug
Come too close, catch a couple of slugs
Chain shining on me, now she fallin' in love
You ain't grinding homie
You ain't gettin' no buzz
Maserati, used to ride on the bus
B*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k a b*tch and her friends
I think we did it again
I been walkin' with them bands
Hey, moon walkin' off a xan
Ayy, f**ked a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on video
My set gon' smell like a cheerio
Ayy, b*tch I be ballin' like KD
I f**k your b*tch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from Japan
Ayy, b*tch I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your pack
Young nigga ran up a sack
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