Lyrics Rich Nigga - Rich The Kid , Cookie Money

Chea, it's Lil Cookie nigga and I stay on my
Hood shit... Cause a nigga from the hood bitch

I lost so many niggas so my heart scarred up
It's a war; we killing niggas and we all chopped up (brrrat)
Bodies dropping, flipping birds and they all flocked up
Ain't no real niggas left, they all dead or locked up
San Quentin or Victorville, man they filling pods up
Why the good die young? Ain't no end to drama
I lost my nigga at 17, nana at 18
Her husband at 19 so I smoke kush and sip lean
Flip bricks and ride clean, I'm all about cash ho
Mask down on you nigga, fuck with my cash flow
I'm a natural born asshole, allergic to being broke
In the hood so I sold dope with Glocks and bankroll
Bricks and pesos, killers move when I say so
Give em bands and they lay low on your back like a tight coat
Body bounce like a '64, man down that's a 10-4
Body bounce like a '64, man down that's a 10-4

(Hook 2x)

I want war when my money up, them niggas crossed the line bruh
Grab the AKs and Glocks it's time to do some headhunting
My niggas riding for Cookie Money, sliding on them bitch niggas
Sold coke, I'm a rich nigga, long clips and gravediggers

Wassup boy? Fuck Boy? I been about this shit nigga
I don't fuck with licks, I flip kicks, fuck your bitch nigga
Pretty boy but I pull triggers, all my niggas is drug dealers
I pop your ass then pop my collar,
Don't pop molly, I don't fuck with that
You a snitch bruh?
I don't fuck with rats, real nigga bringing Oakland back
Disrespect and I'm on your ass, slide through traps and bouncing out
Fuck talking, Glocks in your mouth, 223's doing somersaults (brrrat)
Slice your ass like a buck 50, I'm the bossman and my team with me
Get money, we all stingy; Got Bobby, and Whitney
Break your ass like Illuminati; MOB nigga, ain't talking Gotti
I smoke dope and send hoes, cop whips and buy clothes
Wear ice and rock shows while you niggas work for 5-0
Call shots, El Chapo, yo thank-o mi pesos
Stay rich off kilos, support all my migos
They border jumping we headhunting, on both sides it's all ugly
Play games your ass smothered, my niggas gon die for Cookie Money