Site Flipping Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, mhm
It's Richey Rich y'all, mhm, let me talk my shit
Uh, uh
[Chorus]
Please excuse me if I'm light tippin'
I ain't a racist but I rather deal with white women
This shit amazin', should be out here doin' light killings
You give a nigga the bag and he gon' get it right with him
[Verse]
Just left Atlanta to go to Cali', nigga, we site flippin'
Gave the bitch two hundred for the p*ssy, nigga, that's light pimpin'
Hope they close the door while we cook it, nigga, that white business
Trappin' out the rentals, I know they lookin', so I slight tint it
Boston piped in it
Tryna run the Ms up, run the B up just like Kylie Jenner
I don't really go on dates, but I'ma test that bitch like, "What's for dinner"
Know we gettin' our cake, don't play, Monclers for the winter
Go back, count the cake, Pluto say he want a hundred for the Sprinter
All these niggas p*ssy, get out my way, nigga, I'm lockin' it with spinners
Talk about nigga that spin the block, only f*ckin' around with bimmers
'Fore I judge another man, look at myself in the mirror
A sack don't make you a boss, and gettin' money don't make you no realer
You can be tamed, how the f*ck these niggas big gorillas?
You catch a case, you can't play, don't get no pot to fill it
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Got to drop this bitch back off the Benz, I f*cked 'round bent the fender
The nigga that stay out here the longest, that's the f*ckin' winner
Can admit that I'm a sinner
Told that bitch, "I'll kill you," yeah, I said that while I was in there
Bitches love dawgs, nigga, I'm straight up out the kennel
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