Lyrics Ace Boogie and Richie Rich - Arch Bishop

We Smokin premium
The genie out the lamp and I'm seeing em
Packs go for four millennia
Smoke stacks like Indians
Your shits the skimpiest
My joints look like the legs on an Olympian
Rippin Rollin papers
Straight outta Corinthians
You cant attempt to win
I'm hard you soft and impotent
I'm omnivorous eat
Off of a palm ridiculous
I'll rip your arm off
And strangle you with all the ligaments
I know I'm nothing but jibberish
But you the black jelly bean nobody wants licorice
You cant fly with the sun just look at icarus
Why the fuck my pointer finger always the itchiest
I Need that Richie rich
I'll let that blicky rip
You ain't go get rich or die trying like fifty cent
I'm sticky fingers with the money yea every cent
I ain't gon say shit you the type to say there he went

Eyes squinting reminiscent of when
We was smoking cat piss and
The Lakers lost to the Pistons
Kobe was tripping that was my nigga
God damn I miss em
He came in just as Pac died
That dried my eyes for vision
I been winning since
Sunday service wearing suspenders
Because I keep it different
Eyes big and red like Clifford
Some scary hours can never be redeemed in the shower
I seen some sour patch kids get caught and devoured
I couldn't rap regular if I tried
At the school of hard of knocks
You're applications denied
I'm a full board member
My pension has been supplied
By the fruits of the labor
My people put out with pride
Were so much smarter than these idiots
I know for certain
They're wizard is still behind the curtain
Hand full of Jergens
You gotta know whos doing the jerkin
The string pulling
Or end up mummified dead alive
In all your woolens