Lyrics Rich Brian – Gospel
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XXXTENTACION & Ronny J:
(Duh…)
Ayy, huh, yuh (members only)
Hey, shouts-out Rich Chigga (gang)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
XXXTENTACION:
Niggas move like hoes, I don’t get it, bitch, yuh
I will put a fuckin’ hole in your fitted bitch, yuh
Run a check little lower, bitch, I’m with it, bitch, yuh
Backseat, with that heat, fuck with it, ayy (yuh)
Bitch, I’m on parole, still hit the dope, ayy (yuh)
I just wanna fuck, ayy, bitch, I am a hoe, ayy (yuh)
FEDs on a stroll, still keep a pole (ayy, yuh)
Fuck with my niggas, catch a dick in your throat (ayy, huh)
XXXTENTACION & Keith Ape:
Fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it
Fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, ayy
Fuck-nigga, ayy, fuck-nigga, ayy, fuck-nigga, ayy, fuck-nigga
Fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it (ayy)
Fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, fuck wit’ it, ayy
Fuck-nigga, yuh, ayy (yuh)
Fuck-nigga, yuh, ayy (yuh)
Fuck-nigga, yuh (yuh)
Ayy, yuh (ayy)
Keith Ape:
I got opiate in my mothafuckin’ vein, yuh (yuh)
I got orca blade in my mothafuckin’ hand, yuh (yuh)
Kill my enemies then they go bleed to death, yuh (yuh)
Wrist from underwater and my Gin on some Satan, yuh (yuh, ayy)
Let me go underwater and wet up myself (yuh)
이 세상한테 패배할 바에 (ayy)
그냥 난 차라리 자살할래 (ayy)
난 걸어 다니는 범고래 (ayy)
Sprayin’ water like Killer Whale (yuh)
Look at my, look at my orca fames (ayy)
It’s us, flexin’ like cocaine (ayy)
도망쳐, 쫓아갈 땐, ayy (whoa)
잡히면 뺏겨, 네 체인, ayy (whoa)
그래, 인마, 나는 죄인 (ayy)
Tanking on my neck (whoa)
Know I’m the man (ayy, umm)
And I’m still underwater-water (ayy)
난 수상에서 신처럼 걸어 (ayy, yuh)
친구들이랑 복면 쓰고 털어 (ayy)
시도 말고 우릴 보면 도망쳐, wuss (bitch, ayy)
Fuck it up, run it up, 도망쳐, ayy (bitch, woo, ayy)
Fuck it up, run it up, 도망쳐, ayy (bitch, woo, ayy)
도망쳐, 도망쳐, 어디로, 어디로 (bitch, bitch)
잡히면 나는 뺏어, 네 체인 (yeah-e)
Fuck it up, run it up, 도망쳐, ayy (bitch, woo, ayy)
Fuck it up, run it up, 도망쳐, ayy (bitch, woo, ayy)
도망쳐, 도망쳐, 어디로, 어디로 (bitch)
잡히면 나는 뺏어, 네 체인 (yeah-e, ayy)
Rich Chigga:
Uh, ayy, yuh
Born in ’99 and I got 99 chicks in my crib (what)
X got out the pen, I knew about it from his fuckin’ team (ayy)
Only make this shit then when you listen, you gon’ fuckin’ quit
Not from Florida but they like, «He go hard, he just a jit» (ayy)
On my dick, ayy
Why you on my dick?
Swear last week you wasn’t fuckin’ with me
Now you tryna click (ayy)
Wait, bitch, please do not make me wait
I fly over to your state
Don’t be lyin’ like the mothafuckin’ cake, ayy
20/20 vision, still not fuckin’ with it
Every move I make I do with precision
Everybody tryna get on a song but
What is the purpose when I’m not the feature?
Whoa, tryna be the GOAT but I just see them walkin’ by my door
Make the country proud, I got the governor wearin’ all my clothes