Ghetto Free - Philthy Rich, Rio Da Yung OG, Rmc Mike

Boyz ENT and I’m like Percy Miller

And I don’t fuck with niggas who ain’t never been to prison

Bitches rushin' to the stage when we walk in the building

Give me ten thousand in singles and some chicken tenders

I’m a half a mil' up, Ri' a half a mil' up, Lou a half a mil' up,

that’s one-point-five

You been speakin' on a nigga, I put money on you bitches

We gon' find out where you at soon as you go live

Jump outside the Bentley truck and let it ghostride

You say that nigga did what?

You better go slide

Niggas start some gangster shit and then they go hide

Long live my nigga Soda, legends don’t die

Don’t wan' hear that gangster shit

Broke-ass nigga, you only gangster if you rich

Crack your whole fuckin' head, you try to play me out my shit

Four niggas with me ridin' up the 5 and the 6

Tried to push his shit back, but he survived and he snitched

Got my nigga so much time, hope he don’t die up in that bitch

Bitch pussy so good, I might cry up in that shit

Bitch, make me somethin' to eat, I want a sandwich and some chips

Tried to shoot him in his shit, but he grabbed it, that’s attempt

Dog shit, I ain’t never filin' taxes, I’m exempt

He had an XD on him, so I grabbed it off his hip

I’m in West V with a bunch of baggies and a brick

Them niggas got a couple dollars, but they lackin' the respect

F color flower-set passin' any kind of test

Made some money, now I’m tryna get anybody stretched

But still’ll pull up on the set blowin' semis out a 'Vette

Had a long day, woke up with a hickey on my neck

Now I’m in the Bay, somewhere 'round where Philthy 'nem be at

When I bought my watch, Mike had to go get it out the back

Nigga took off runnin', four-five hit him in his back

This a Scatpack, babe, we in a hemi with the strap

Tryna bust the glizzy, ridin' with a fifty in my lap

It’s a new wave, nowadays, anybody rap

Bustin' two K’s, both of those are semiautomatic

My lil' niggas wild, they’ll try to kill you with your granny

I got seven grams left, but I’ll sell you by the basket

I’m immortal, told Mike throw a shovel in my casket

I’m a boss, nigga, four cars trailin' me in traffic

Them niggas sprayed the wrong car, they thought they had me

I had to pop my lil' bitch, she tried to stab me

Luke pulled out another pint, I tried to snatch it

I was finna noodle dog in the mall, Scooter grabbed him

I just spilled an ounce of juice on the floor, now I’m aggy

Sent my junkie to the store 'cause I just ran out of baggies

I just hit my lil' ho and got ghost, she thought she had me

If the doors open up suicide, that bitch a Phantom

I can tell that you a snitch 'cause you keep pullin' out your camera

Got codeine in my piss 'cause I keep pourin' up in Fantas

If you ever been a witness, bitch, I hope you die of cancer

Almost fell in the snow when I was walkin' out the mansion

Rich niggas in this bitch, you better turn up

First time I cooked a zip, I let it burn up

Push a nigga wig back, he got a perm now

First time I counted twenty, I got turned out

First time I counted twenty, I got turned out

Say you tryna get rich, then nigga, turn up