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Rich Gang - See You lyrics

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See You by Rich Gang


I got the streets in the head lock
I got your b**ch all illegal
I do not fall with the faker
Have one fifty , I bet her
Halo my nigga on bridge
We on this much on this splity
Fence for all the chickens
Cant grow up for this city
I can see you in the buisine
Get all back like a carev
Im runnin out mister Belly
My name is not really Rich
Hallo get ahead in the forth way
f**k you and get you in like uncle Samsey
Hotter aint forth since a lam head
You can get the picture but they cant that
Pull up and never been baddest
Wont talk like scatter, you haley
Blow up the fact and I like it
Shutting, she get me a sign
Double sit come from the days that I try it
Aay, piece of me from inside the Malcom entrainment
Nigga have the side on that ball, I got my
My water, ooh I need it my flows
The back kid rollie with my flows
I slamed, get money and I left it for sure
I got banz on me, yeah I mean bluer
Show fresh, man I feel like Im a tourist
And I wont feed the whole banz for a course
Rich gang, tell my mamma that none of em score
You should come undone and you make it on done
Imma hit this show, Imma make this flow
Man I wander why Ive been digging this far
Man my ice is war, like they go Channels
And I swear, swear God baby I will make big ?
I got the streets in the head lock
I got your b**ch all illegal
I do not fall with the faker
Have one fifty , I bet her
Halo my nigga on bridge
We on this much on this splity
Fence for all the chickens
Cant grow up for this city
I can see you in the buisine
Get all back like a carev
Im runnin out mister Belly
My name is not really Rich
Hallo get ahead in the forth way
f**k you and get you in like uncle Samsey
Hotter aint forth since a lam head
You can get the picture but they cant that
I wont lay out tilt that ? on my ears
I wont drink unless is certain on bill
Hanging no prison but when I appeal
You see my diamonds from far then a mil
Nigga Im blinking, my chopper gonna ring us, I ring it
All from the reason I kill em, on spot of four seasons
I skate like Louie, all a fiasco
Imma stand a hundreds tall
No ringer and Im only 23 but I got steno
When we get, we go on and we remain thou
How the f**k we recensor
Run with the ? and bad b**ches
Nigga must be a creep pay a trigger and make it ready with that Activis
Imma stone for a mil, then get the man from the top
And Im gone with the bottle of the pussy
Lil baby now I will make crib and none this alright,
Ill muchie,
Hey, be a grow old man not a pussy ?
Plus they have to took it and I dont ?
I got the streets in the head lock
I got your b**ch all illegal
I do not fall with the faker
Have one fifty , I bet her
Halo my nigga on bridge
We on this much on this splity
Fence for all the chickens
Cant grow up for this city
I can see you in the buisine
Get all back like a carev
Im runnin out mister Belly
My name is not really Rich
Hallo get ahead in the forth way
f**k you and get you in like uncle Samsey
Hotter aint forth since a lam head
You can get the picture but they cant that



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