Yung Bleu – Rich Killaz Lyrics

Rich Killaz Lyrics – Yung Bleu

(JD on the track)

Bunch of rich killers (Killers)
Ride around in ‘Rari’s (Skrr)
Doin’ drive-bys in a drop top foreign
We gon’ make that Draco spit (Spit)
Make it go retarded
I’m ten million in and I put that shit on God, said I’m lit
Real trapper, tell you what it cost for a brick (Brick)
Cut the barrel off and I get off with a stick (Yeah)
Fuckin’ with my brothers, I ain’t fuckin’ with no rappers (Fuck ’em)
These niggas ain’t steppin’ but we steppin’ like some Kappas
Told her, “Fuck me good, fuck me faster” (Ooh)
And I know you nasty but I’m nastier
I just need a ride, I need a passenger (Yeah)

And love don’t cost a thing when I’m around you
Sexy lil’ thing, I’m glad I found you
I bet you he can’t fuck you like I do (Do)
I bet you he can’t love you like I do (Do)
When I ask you, “Do you love me? “, say you do, say you do, ooh

Bunch of rich killers in my neighborhood
Bunch of rich killers in my neighborhood
Bunch of rich killers, ride around in ‘Rari’s
Bunch of rich killers, ride around in ‘Rari’s

Just some rich killers, ride around in Lambo’s
Post up in the birds, it turned into a bando
And I get plug love, it’s more than I can handle
I’m double clipped up like commando
Niggas, they fans though
Bunch of rich killers, ride around in Bourbon
Two hours from New Orleans, got killers out on Bourbon
It’s blood on the carpet, I hit it with detergent
I wish Angela Yee, can give me lip service
I’m fuckin’ with made men
Play with that fire, play with that stick, just like a caveman
Any nigga go against this shit, gotta be a brave man
Trappin’ out the Days Inn, brough the Red Roof in
No mask, I can’t let you live, tie them loose end

Bunch of rich killers (Killers)
Ride around in ‘Rari’s (Skrr)
Doin’ drive-bys in a drop top foreign
We gon’ make that Draco spit (Spit)
Make it go retarded
I’m ten million in and I put that shit on God, said I’m lit
Real trapper, tell you what it cost for a brick (Brick)
Cut the barrel off and I get off with a stick (Yeah)
Fuckin’ with my brothers, I ain’t fuckin’ with no rappers (Fuck ’em)
These niggas ain’t steppin’ but we steppin’ like some Kappas
Told her, “Fuck me good, fuck me faster” (Ooh)
And I know you nasty but I’m nastier
I just need a ride, I need a passenger (Yeah)

And love don’t cost a thing when I’m around you
Sexy lil’ thing, I’m glad I found you
I bet you he can’t fuck you like I do (Do)
I bet you he can’t love you like I do (Do)
When I ask you, “Do you love me? “, say you do, say you do, ooh

Say you do, ooh (Say you do, ooh)