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Rich The Kid – For The Fame lyrics
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Rich Forever 3 way
Yeh, the money way, the only way
Ayy, yeah

Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
I get her wet like a pool
I pull up flexing in Balmains
Come for that bitch you a lame
Ain't shit change
Too many chains
She wanna fuck for the fame
Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
I get her wet like a pool
I pull up flexing in Balmains
Come for that bitch you a lame
Ain't shit change
Too many chains
She wanna fuck for the fame

Act' in the Sprite
She a model but she came to the night
Pussy good put the bitch on a flight
Instagram she'll fuck for a like (Act' in the Sprite)
More lean I got drank, pint
Swerve the Wraith, fell asleep twice
Diamonds on me and they real bite
Naw, dat way
Met your bitch I'ma fuck her the same day
I got a mansion I'm made
Too many chains like a slave
Hunnit bands on a rich, flexing
Big mama, she callin' and textin'
Thick bitch, I just got her from Texas
Young nigga, I'm gettin' money, I'm reckless
Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
Rich Forever get the money, it's blue
Put up flexin' like ooh
I got the racks on me now
I hit that hoe on the couch
I just might buss in her mouth (I just might buss in her mouth)

Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
I get her wet like a pool
I pull up flexing in Balmains
Come for that bitch you a lame
Ain't shit change
Too many chains
She wanna fuck for the fame
Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
I get her wet like a pool
I pull up flexing in Balmains
Come for that bitch you a lame
Ain't shit change
Too many chains
She wanna fuck for the fame

Grab the chicken 'çause I gotta have it
Trappin' posted like Dirk on the Mavericks
Cashing out that boy livin' so lavish
Stackin', pockets filled up with that cabbage
I done walked in the spot with a bad bitch
Hide your bitch she wan' fuck the hood favorite
Diamond wrist bitches sayin' I made it
Designer shit I came through with the latest
Niggas talk a lot get your money up
She goin´ down 'cause I'm comin' up
Rich Forever I walk around with the bands
Niggas plottin' I walk around with the fan
White girl suck me up over Xan
Hit a lick stuff the knots in my pants
Bad bitch I'ma fly her to France
Remember I was runnin' off with them grams

Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
I get her wet like a pool
I pull up flexing in Balmains
Come for that bitch you a lame
Ain't shit change
Too many chains
She wanna fuck for the fame
Can't make her my boo
She wanna fuck on the crew
I get her wet like a pool
I pull up flexing in Balmains
Come for that bitch you a lame
Ain't shit change
Too many chains
She wanna fuck for the fame
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