Back bone

[Intro]
Ayy, Jeffery
Rich Gang or don’t bang, know what I’m sayin’?
Goddamn, money gettin’ type of shit
Yeah, yeah
I promise I won’t ever switch up
Rich Gang
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I gotta get rich ‘cause I’m everybody’s backbone
And they just wanna see what’s in the bag, homes
I was taught to do it, and irrational
Six by six the Benz, yeah, the wagon

I’m tense, I might just fuck you with your bag on
Got the Bentley coupe to match the wagon
Dawg said he gon’ beat it, I told him, “Wag on”
If you ain’t tell you’ll get a bag when you get back home
When you get back home (yeah) [Verse 1]
Skeet off and hop in the dually
Airin’ it out, ‘bout to throw it back, shootin’
My niggas said they trill but I want ‘em to prove it, yeah
If I wasn’t rich, didn’t have a job, would you still do it, yeah?

Still got Versace drawls, go buy out the bar when you ball
These hoes, they counterfeit (yeah), them niggas gon’ change on y’all
I’m lettin’ her suck the balls (woah), the mornin’ I’m kickin’ her out
I’ll never follow y’all, I built my own lane, I’m a boss

Yeah, bad bitch flawless, yeah, diamonds, they flawless
Yeah, fuck nigga playin’, yeah, now, fuck around, cost him
Gon’ take his life (take it), earn a couple stripes
Let the boy live (why?) for his momma’s sake

[Chorus]
I gotta get rich ‘cause I’m everybody’s backbone
And they just wanna see what’s in the bag, homes
I was taught to do it, and irrational
Six by six the Benz, yeah, the wagon I’m tense, I might just fuck you with your bag on
Got the Bentley coupe to match the wagon
Dawg said he gon’ beat it, I told him, “Wag on”
If you ain’t tell you’ll get a bag when you get back home
When you get back home

[Verse 2]
I got a big ol’ Birkin bag with my feet up
I fucked around and told her, “Pass me money for the re-up”
I got the mothafuckin’ ball, who tryna D up?
I got the mothafuckin’ ball, who tryna D us?

Cat carpet red, and it’s about to kick your feet up
Put Michael Jackson in my crew, we can be the Beatles
My wrist is water, my ears is water
I’ll fuck your daughter, she just wanna be a starter

And I done charged up, now she tryna play harder
I showed a lot of racks, yeah, got ‘em stuffed in my garments
Made the bitch stop breathin’ and now she got a heartache
I put it real deep, now she got a stomachache

[Chorus]
I gotta get rich ‘cause I’m everybody’s backbone
And they just wanna see what’s in the bag, homes
I was taught to do it, and irrational
Six by six the Benz, yeah, the wagon

I’m tense, I might just fuck you with your bag on
Got the Bentley coupe to match the wagon
Dawg said he gon’ beat it, I told him, “Wag on”
If you ain’t tell you’ll get a bag when you get back home
If you didn’t tell you’ll get your bag when you get back home
When you get back home

[Outro]
If you didn’t tell you’ll get your bag when you get back home
If you ain’t tell you’ll get a bag when you get back home, yeah
If you didn’t tell, I’ll get you a Kardashian, let you bone, bone, yeah
If you didn’t tell, you’ll get a bag when you get back home, yeah

You get back home, yeah when you get back home, yeah
A hundred racks on your books down at Jackson, yeah
I know you straight but you’ll still get a bag when you get back home, ayy

Zip your mouth
Lock it and throw the key away, yeah
Diamonds, on my mothafuckin’ wrist bling blay, yeah
I got gators on my feet
I got…