Letra de Richer - Icewear Vezzo

Phew

Got my ice on, nigga

Phew, how I do it

Hmm, yeah

(Zillo)

They like, "How you comin'"? I ain't got you a check, like bitch, you too worried 'bout me

Fuck them niggas, got rich and I beat the odds, like I ain't the one you should worry 'bout

Sippin' raw, pissing codeine and Percocet, PO said I got drug problems

All them playin' games, I ain't doin' no diss songs, choppa knock all the words out him

Saying prayers, starting to feel like I'm hunted, in the Ghost counting dead pres'

Neck hurtin', my ice might just eat the pain, hard to smile, but I shed tears

Since I'm on, got to make sure my niggas straight, we been working for twelve years

Diggin' graves, same ones we was trappin' in, ran it up, got the bands hid

I been counting one hand, finger, how many people was there when I need 'em?

Never turned pussy, we pledging allegiance, like fuck who you run with, I be with them tweakers, on God

Niggas be playin' two sides, got my position, just playin' my cards

Fuck all that talkin', we playin' with rods

Send that boy way to malls, he playin' with us, nigga

Can't show us, we ain't the promoters, playin' my song, I'ma rain 'til it's over

Niggas be hatin', it ain't never new, got Uris on eight points, drink with the shofar

Hope B coming home, I pray they parole him

Shit looking closer, can't wait 'til it's over

Stay in yo' lane, ain't playin' no games

Go tell them fuck niggas go play with controllers

Nigga gettin' richer, and richer, and richer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer (Oh)

Stick to the code, I ain't cuffin' no bitch (Mm-mm)

Niggas be hoes, they turn into witness (Phew, yeah)

Stand on my own, ain't trusting no nigga

Show them boys how to get it, we done turned up the city, nigga

Money and power, respect

Forty's and choppas, just fly a Patek

Bust down a dweller, them diamonds VS, so it's nothing but water run down on my neck

Three hundred 'bows fly on a jet, bought a new Rolls and ride through the 'jects

Niggas be cappin' like they really steppin', really walking shit down just for the neck, yeah

Lambo', Offsets, Forgi's

Rich nigga love sex, forty

Pills stuffin', boss bitch, shorty

.30 hangin' out, big forty

Audermar, Rolls Gold, frosty

Deep dish stackers on the Audi

Fetty, wap, gotta hit the "Dog me"

Fifty racks just to hit parties

I'm really havin' my way, got three 300k, had a hell of a day

Right off the road, run up a check and got froze, a prone, got racks on the Wraith, nigga

Niggas be hoes in disguise, oh, he gon' tell? It's all in his eyes

Reach for the chain, you know we goin', we turn his old bitch to the Fourth Of July

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer

Stick to the code, I ain't cuffin' no bitch

Niggas be hoes, they turn into witness

Stand on my own, ain't trusting no nigga

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer, nigga

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