[Intro]

We're live, we're live, we're live, we're live, we're live

We're live, we're live

Bare chattings, but time will tell, you get me

Bare gassin' on the machine as well, they know

My manna get banged, mh-mm

I-I-I love Chris Rich

Eugh, listen

[Verse 1]

We pop champagne in the club 'cause the lifestyle used to be horrid

Uptown bitch in a five star nightgown givin' me knowledge, supply downs need new foreigns

Better tuck away your porky, my broskis are blacked on black, got my city like Gotham (Eugh)

Skip the bat, man step with my jewels, I rock them (Mhm)

Blood, he's a joker, my nigga got them (Whoosh)

Tell them young gunners "Come 'round and flex with the goons", I'll bust them

I'll bust them

Top hit on my plate, fuck fame, on my bruce, I'll chop them, that ain't a problem (Braoh)

Had enough of Amiri jeans, I still drop them (Rah)

I want Chrome Hearts, Corteiz, Celine, all Yves Saint drip, but I already copped them

She want tug love, come and be with a boss then

[Chorus]

Boass up in a backroad, straight out of Compton

She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)

Plain Janes, no bust downs, need some more top tens

All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)

I don't trust, but she know my problems

Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr)

You like gun men? Let's have fun then, come then

All the bad bitches play my songs often

Boass up in a backroad, straight out of Compton

She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)

Plain Janes, no bust downs, need some more top tens

All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)

I don't trust, but she know my problems

Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr)

You like gun men? (Eugh), let's have fun then, come then

All the bad bitches play my songs often

[Verse 2]

We don't trust them niggas 'round the other side

We let them hollows fly, another homicide (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

'Cah my OT kickin' for some other guys

I ain't got no time, bro's qual' time (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

Never do old fashion, I need more designs

Always been no lackin', so we got that bang (Grr)

Yo, always been no lackin', so we get that bang (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

Pay attention 'bout that COVID 19, homie sanitize

Made the banger rise, done a load kweffings (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bitch)

Done a load of cheffings, we can glamorize

We got banging rights (Gang, gang, gang, gang, shit)

This badinha dumb, she couldn't be my wife

I don't love her, fuck it, I just jeet her twice (Ahahaha)

Yo, if I wanna floss, I cop a G-O twice

[Chorus]

Boass up in a backroad, straight out of Compton

She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)

Plain Janes, no bust downs, need some more top tens

All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)

I don't trust, but she know my problems

Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr)

You like gun men? Let's have fun then, come then

All the bad bitches play my songs often

Boass up in a backroad, straight out of Compton

She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)

Plain Janes, no bust downs, need some more top tens

All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)

I don't trust, but she know my problems

Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr)

You like gun men? (Eugh), let's have fun then, come then

All the bad bitches play my songs often

[Outro]

I-I-I love Chris Rich