Fall Threw - Rich The Kid Feat. Young Thug & Gunna mp3 download

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Fall Threw - Rich The Kid Feat. Young Thug & Gunna Lyric

Wheezy outta here

I got me some twins, identical (What?)
I cannot crash the Bentley coupe (Skrrt)
Count up the racks, it's nothing new
The pussy on drip, tell her fall through (Fall through)
Pinky ring, that's an igloo (Igloo)
Stack the racks, the money tall as you (Woo, woo)
Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do (Woo)
Pussy on drip, tell her fall through
I'm fuckin' this bitch on the bed (On God)
I told her: proceed with the head (On God)
I'm counting these racks on you speds (On God)
I'm putting my shit on her legs (On God)
I told the lil' bitch it's the kid (The kid)
I told the lil' bitch I'm the best (Yeah)
I came with the nine and the TEC (The nine)
I'm keeping the photo of the bitch (Woo)

I'm fuckin' with Rich 'cause I'm rich (Woo)
I told her I'm keeping it rich" (Woo)
Yeah, bitch, I cannot
Afford you 'cause you a lil' thot-thot (Thot-thot)
I came with two nines like I'm Rondo (Rondo)
Then I hit the nine with the jackpot (jackpot)
Yeah, I got the crockpot (I got the)
Yeah, I'm smoking like magmas (I got, ooh)

I got me some twins, identical (What?)
I cannot crash the Bentley coupe (Skrrt)
Count up the racks, it's nothing new
The pussy on drip, tell her fall through (Fall through)
Pinky ring, that's an igloo (Igloo)
Stack the racks, the money tall as you (Woo, woo)
Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do (Woo)
Pussy on drip, tell her fall through
I'm fuckin' this bitch on the bed (On God)
I told her: proceed with the head (On God)
I'm counting these racks on you speds (On God)
I'm putting my shit on her legs (On God)
I told the lil' bitch it's the kid (The kid)
I told the lil' bitch I'm the best (Yeah)
I came with the nine and the TEC (The nine)
I'm keeping the photo of the bitch

Pull off in that Lambo quick (Skrrt)
Hundred racks and a TEC in this bitch (What?)
Quarter mil' on my necklaces (Ice)
Tell your bitch to stop texting me (Bitch)
I've been living so reckless (So reckless)
I done crashed the Bentley (Skrrt)
But my pockets ain't empty (Ain't empty)
Why are you flexing? It's rented (It's rented)
I might do the whole dash, for sure (What?)
The McLaren got suicide doors (Suicide doors)
I'm paying cash, no lease (Lease)
She keep the pussy on fleek (Fleek)
She keep the Gucci on fleek (Gucci)
I fuck her, it's nice to meet (Yeah)
No, you can't get a bite to eat (Woo)
Chase a check, I don't like to sleep (Rich)

I got me some twins, identical (What?)
I cannot crash the Bentley coupe (Skrrt)
Count up the racks, it's nothing new
The pussy on drip, tell her fall through (Fall through)
Pinky ring, that's an igloo (Igloo)
Stack the racks, the money tall as you (Woo, woo)
Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do (Woo)
Pussy on drip, tell her fall through
I'm fuckin' this bitch on the bed (On God)
I told her: proceed with the head (On God)
I'm counting these racks on you speds (On God)
I'm putting my shit on her legs (On God)
I told the lil' bitch it's the kid (The kid)
I told the lil' bitch I'm the best (Yeah)
I came with the nine and the TEC (The nine)
I'm keeping the photo of the bitch (Woo)

You couldn't even afford a T-Rex (Nah)
Got pointers in all the Rolex (Yeah)
She swallow, that shit in her neck (Damn)
I fuck her too good on the X (The X)
Fuck the police who tryna arrest (Arrest)
Tryna make a rich nigga stress (Stress)
Yeah, I'm drippin' like sweat (Drippin' like sweat)
Niggas ain't drippin' like that
(Niggas ain't drippin' like that)

Put 200K in the bag (The bag)
Pull out the latest Maybach (Maybach)
YSL ain't going out sad (Not going out sad)
Yeah, we on the map (We on the map)
Ride with the stick on my lap (The stick on my lap)
These lames ain't giving me dap (Nah)
You need to get rid of the cap (Rid of the cap)

I got me some twins, identical (What?)
I cannot crash the Bentley coupe (Skrrt)
Count up the racks, it's nothing new
The pussy on drip, tell her fall through (Fall through)
Pinky ring, that's an igloo (Igloo)
Stack the racks, the money tall as you (Woo, woo)
Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do (Woo)
Pussy on drip, tell her fall through
I'm fuckin' this bitch on the bed (On God)
I told her: proceed with the head" (On God)
I'm counting these racks on you speds (On God)
I'm putting my shit on her legs (On God)
I told the lil' bitch it's the kid (The kid)
I told the lil' bitch I'm the best (Yeah)
I came with the nine and the TEC (The nine)
I'm keeping the photo of the bitch (Woo)

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