Rich Off Pints (feat. Antt Beatz) - Icewear Vezzo

Killa, this another one Uh, uh, bitch, I got rich off of words (rich off of words, rich) A broke nigga get on my nerves (get on my nerves, bitch) I wash down the perc with the syrup Came from nothin', I stood on the curb I moved dukes from the hood to the 'burbs Rob me, boy, that shit finna burst (bitch) I send him to sit with the birds (let's go, put 'em outta here) Send me ten, now I send you a verse You broke lil' nigga, you need to go see a nurse (nigga, you broke) Them shots make him shout like he in church (pussy) I feel like they hatin' on me the most (nigga be hatin') We make him freeze like he seen a ghost (freeze) We pop a opp, then have a toast (pop) After the top, it's adios (I gotta go) I pull out the lot with the pink note We pull up and pop at your people Tote my gun in N.Y, even though it illegal Out my mind, probably higher than an eagle (I'm hot) Put a hole in that boy like a bagel These fuck niggas be see-through (pussy) We got a whole lot of guns like the navy We got a whole lot of guns like the army I bust in public like Baby Touch me, nigga must be brazy (brazy) I'm geeked, them white boy wasted (wasted) Sip lean, it got me lazy (lazy) I gave her a pill and a chaser (thot) Stick got a dick and a laser He runnin', these hollows will chase him (come here) She see me, she get shocked like a taser Hit her raw, end up havin' my baby Nah, for real Quarter million dollar whip, I drive that bitch like a Chevy I hit this freak the other week I ain't know that that was his ho, I wasn't tryna be messy I pull up, new bulletproof Lexus 2020, all these whips that lil' nigga be flexin' She told me I'm chocolate and sexy All fifties on me, and they pink, they look just like a pussy When I wanna fuck, she gon' let me I love my bitch 'cause she gangster I say she look good, she don't even say thank you She give me that, uh, I give her a spank I fuck with the gun on her bed, like a gangster Give me that, mmm, give me that That boy a grown man, girl, that boy ain't no baby I used to pull up one deep with the four-five I keep it real, I ain't told your ass no lie (hold on, hold on, shh) Them hoes on me bad and I don't even know where I go She ride the dick on her toes She put that pussy in drive and she roll out, go They think they in Baby business He buyin' Benzes, what do you know 'bout? Uh, I'm pullin' on her extensions Hit it way too hard, I might fuck up or blow out I tuck my gun when I go out (let's go) You know I ain't leavin' my lace This bitch glued to me like paste Wrong move, I'm catchin' a case I have 'em racks, I can't wait on the bank (racks) Big bool sit right by my waist I get a room, put my child on her face I'm off the drink, they could down like an eight Me and Stunna ain't worried 'bout shit We done told y'all niggas Bitch, I got rich off of words (rich off of words, rich) A broke nigga get on my nerves (get on my nerves, bitch) I wash down the perc with the syrup Came from nothin', I stood on the curb I moved dukes from the hood to the 'burbs Rob me, boy, that shit finna burst (bitch) I send him to sit with the birds (let's go, put 'em outta here) Send me ten, now I send you a verse You broke lil' nigga, you need to go see a nurse (nigga, you broke) Them shots make him shout like he in church (pussy) I feel like they hatin' on me the most (nigga be hatin'

I ain't recorded in over two weeks (Cash out what it do?) Okay, shit Yeah, Drank God Yeah Mud baby, I went gun crazy I got drug habits Big game, keep that stick on me Yeah that's my lil' nigga Crip member, we don't swiping Cause bitch we drug trafficking Hid the hunnid's, signed with big cheese Shout out my blood niggas (shout out my blood niggas) Hmmm, yeah, bitch we bought mud with us Hit yo city, flood the whole town I bought a tub with us (I bought a tub with us) At my show, got two hundred niggas, I brought the club with us Take that 'stendo put it on switches, I love to plug niggas I love to shoot shit, got the kujick That's two hundred, count up them blue strips Slide to Mikey, a million in cash, just got a new kit Popped a bean, then fell on the curb, I need a new mix Yeah, shit, should see the opps faces I ain't fuck cause she got no ass, hoe I am not basic Pour an eight or jumped in the 'vette, I'm in the drop wasted (skrr) Hunnid rounds, I put a sign on it, this choppa not vacant Yeah, wish they would stop hatin' Audemar got black and white diamonds, hoe I am not racist Check the gram, we got his fam mad, cause he did not make it Dropped a load, been lurkin' all night I had to swap pages Sick sipper, drinkin' click clicker, this for them big niggas Why all the opps we beefin' with broke? They need to fix niggas Check the sco' we wipe niggas nose, yeah I'm a sick nigga (fuck) Goon squad, bitch I rep that D But ain't got Trick with us (that's my uncle) Ouu, he in that trick bag, wrap him up or treat him like uh- Yeah, this a gift bag Fendi belt with Alex McQueens', I love to mix fashion He turn around, we takin' him out, I call that get back Yeah, bitch, I got a big bag I sent a play threw Cudi the blitz, bitch I'm like knick knack Bust my ears and then bust my neck, I made my wrist mad She got good brain, I pulled my dick out and told her to think fast Hm, yeah, I let my mink drag Poured a pop then ran out already, I like to drink fast Twenty thousand, stuffin' them grants, bitch I got pink cash If he don't live it then I can't listen, and plus the beats ass Crack the Qua', give me a gulp, pour that mud in double cups Diamonds on me moon walkin', run it up then fuck it up Banana clip on big drakey, AR with the monkey nuts Told take the condom when she suckin', with yo funky butt Rich off pints, two That's how we comin' back (Cash out what it do?)