This is a song about "Richer"

Raps richer than merchants,but i throw lines of emergence.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

My wallet just get richer

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Buy some liquor, you'll never be richer

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

I’m richer than celebs,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

My trigger finger's screaming for the richer/

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

He was the man to be, "richer than a king,"