King Los - Rich as f** (Freestyle) lyrics

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King Los - Rich as f** (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] I was f**in' your b**h last night Jumped out mid-stroke and did the moonwalk on her, son She said "goddamn, boy, with dick that good You could f** around and moonwalk on the sun" b**h, I could make the moon walk in orbit, run Or make the moon walk on the sun I'm a rockstar, no asteroid b**h take that, I'm a bad boy Call me Young Puff - but I be f**in' wildin' I'mma need my money A$AP, I've got a f**in' problem You just got a problem, f**in' your b**h I could probably f** ‘em, probably up in her guts, handlin' ya b**h Moving organs like I'm puttin' a piano in the crib Get it? ... if you don't, she did, we did Every little position that you could find, n***a And I be gettin' money cause I'm on my grind n***a Like yeah - I'm rich as f**, but I'm too rich to f** So I need head, I think about rappers and I see red I black out and I see blue If I black out when I see you You will black out in ICU n***a, I see two of everything b**hes, car, whips and large chips And her soft lips is targets for hard dick Like mine, it's my time So go and do your dance on my co*k, s*ut You ain't know it was my time? I should choke you out with the hands on my watch, but It's a Rollie, get to know me, guacamole, drippin' on me I could probably get chipotle cause I'm baggin' the chips (Screwed up like Houston) Comin' down on the slab with your b**h I'm really from the hood, my n***a... know me in this b**h Puff got a big a** kitchen I be thinkin' how much coke we could whip I get to feeling like I'm Nino, I be lookin' like the Carter sh**, he got five shells, but I'm lookin' like my father When I'm lookin' in the mirror Anything that ever mirrored that life, I don't like it I don't even like to brag about it Glad I made it out it and I ain't ever like to swag about it But I'm sayin'... the sh**'s f**ed up I know how to break everything back down... and whip stuff up Okay, um... we can keep that conversation on the D-Low I ain't even writin' man, this feelin' like a free throw My swag runnin' over and it's spillin' on my ego I could play the villain or the hero, zero...