Ricegum - Bitcoin lyrics

Getting text from my ex I think she know I’m up next Yeah they hate when I flex It don’t really make sense Yeah I got a lot of enemies I don’t wanna make them .. I don’t wanna make friends I just wanna make Ms. (RiceGum – Bitcoin) My house is a big crib S**t i just threw a party here Had your girl getting naughty here No reggrets, no sorries here 2K on a jacket and my wrist .. What I’m saying, they don’t wanna hear All that hate is what got me here Who talking s**t, I’ma let them know You had the juice, but you let it go All that hate is getting old You put that girl on a pedestal I hit it once and I let her go Switching my h**s, like I’m switching clothes I’m covered in ice, like I’m in a snow. Girl, you know I’m from the trap Face look like a rat Came straight out of LV, now LV’s on the bag (Louis) Keep bragging ’bout you getting money But the label taking half, ayy Add it up, quick maths, ayy You just broke and you sad Little girl, I don’t know what you wanna beef about You are not what you tweet about You are just a rat looking girl who Twitter just made a meme about If you got money bring it out Ghost writer, just bring him out What happened with YoungBoy? You weren’t a b***h you wanna keep around Guess you really couldn’t keep him down How the f**k are you 14 with rumors that you sleep around? Shout out to the Eagles, shout out Philly Yeah, we need Meek around But just like your dad, you not a girl I wanna be around Rollie on me, it’s a big boy With the gang, smoking big doinks I just started to invest, now this fit on me cost a Bitcoin You ain’t getting no checks, record label taken all the big coins You can’t hit 100 mill’, little b***h, I’m making big noise. Little girl, with an attitude, you are a meme .. I even really mad at you, honestly I feel bad for you All you ever do is chase the clout Too bad you had to run your mouth Could’ve been in the f*****g gang Could’ve lived in the f*****g house She is a troll, she is not for real Little ratchet a*s, popping pills You ain’t make it on your own You made it cuz of Dr. Phil .. , yeah I got the k**s. Yeah, .. I remember I was really down I was broke, I had ? for real, now I got a mil. Getting text from my ex I think she know I’m up next Yeah they hate when I flex It don’t really make sense Yeah I got a lot of enemies I don’t wanna make them .. I don’t wanna make friends I just wanna make Msss.