Lyrics Still Rich - Berner feat. Wiz Khalifa & Lil' Kim
Yeah
Young
Khalifa
and
Bern
Real
niggas
in
this
bitch
Everybody
drunk,
the
fuck
they
want
Uh,
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
Walk
up
in
the
club
Bitches
is
what
we
want
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
Don't
even
say
my
name
We
just
rep
my
gang
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
We
roll
that
good
weed
up
Tell
em
meet
with
us
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
So
get
in
my
car
Tell
your
friends
you
tryna
roll,
Splash
Pretty
bitches
give
me
cash
Pull
up,
hop
out,
40
in
my
pants
Bag
full
of
gas
got
the
whole
crew
lit
I'm
on
the
twenty
third
floor
with
my
best
friend's
bitch
Just
smoking,
thinking
about
the
world,
dice
rolling
Police
behind
me,
blue
lights
glowing
Keep
going,
I
ain't
gonna
stop,
Hell
nah
Fuck
a
cell,
I
don't
wanna
rot
I
keep
pretty
bitches
choosing
They
love
me,
I'm
really
neat
If
she
wanna
stick
around,
she
gonna
need
to
bring
a
few
Dom
Pérignon,
we
gonna
burn
a
little
weed
She
just
sucked
off
Ren,
now
she
want
Ricky
P
We
get
money,
and
shake
fake
friends
that
get
funny
Pull
the
old
schools
out
when
it's
sunny
Big
papa,
they
love
to
rub
my
tummy
Got
the
renegade
hoes
running
from
me
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
Walk
up
in
the
club
Bitches
want
free
bud
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
Don't
even
say
my
name
We
just
rep
my
gang
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
We
roll
that
good
weed
up
Tell
em
meet
with
us
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
So
get
in
my
car
Tell
your
friends
you
tryna
roll
Wanna
kick
it
with
me
Twist
all
my
trees
Watch
Apple
TV,
take
trips
over
seas
She
told
me
she
feening
for
a
reason
This
dark
tint,
all
this
weed
sick,
you
can't
see
in
Get
hoes
home
and
get
em
out
they
clothes
Smoke
marijuana
by
the
O,
our
eyes
low
My
pockets
covered
in
zero's
Bitches
run
up
to
me
like
a
hero
My
niggas
rob
like
De
Niro
He
know,
she
know
we
high,
we
smoke
The
whole
bowl
load,
call
the
weed
man
To
bring
some
more
And
tell
them
bitches
I
don't
need
they
digits
I
got
a
bunch
of
women
from
other
continents
coming
in
Smoke
more
weed,
pass
on
more
things
Reflect
on
all
the
good
shit
this
cash
and
this
joy
brings
And
for
them
hoes,
I
got
room
in
the
back
Fit
four
if
your
small,
fit
two
if
your
fat
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
Walk
up
in
the
club
Bitces
want
free
bud
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
Don't
even
say
my
name
We
just
rep
my
gang
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
We
roll
that
good
weed
up
Tell
em
meet
with
us
It's
not
a
thing
we
can't
afford
So
get
in
my
car
Tell
your
friends
you
tryna
roll
I'm
a
shop
a
holic,
I
need
help
I'm
an
addict
With
the
same
working
twice,
I
forgot
I
had
it
To
grit
this
figure,
need
at
least
six
figures
It
cost
to
watch
me,
so
watch
your
nigga
I
used
to
move
base
like
Jeter
I'm
a
fly
bitch
out
the
barrel
But
I'm
leaving
out
teeter
Talking
private
sex
on
a
private
jet
I'm
a
more
scheme
no
hoe,
with
a
valentino
flow
These.cost
me
thirty
three
hundred
I
pop
a
Dom
P
while
my
niggas
get
blunted
Tell
Berner
break
up
the
P
while
Wiz
roll
up
the
weed
Wanna
be
my
main
squeeze,
nigga
please
To
fill
these
shoes,
you
gonna
need
big
feet
We
never
looking
at
the
tags
we
just
throw
it
in
the
bag
Fifty
bottles
of
Cris,
thirty
bottles
of
Moët
Twenty...
and
keep
the
tab
open
1 Am I Wrong
2 Home
3 Life Goes On
4 Still Rich
5 Homeboys
6 Seal
7 All We Do
8 Plug Name
9 Murals / Changes
10 Kansas City / Drug Runner
11 Feel
12 Best Thang Smokin
13 Cream
14 Last Run
15 Telephone
16 Gunplay
17 Burn One
18 Next Up
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