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Philthy Rich

"Die Rich"

[Intro: Joe Blow]
This is Jay P Bangz
Check a real n*gga out, though

[Verse 1: Joe Blow]
Been the realest in this rap sh*t the whole time
Coppin' Juice Maviani since '09
Same n*ggas say they love me probably won't slide
I think of Frost every time I pass 4-5
I did some snake sh*t, but been a rat? Never
Pharrell Human Races and my Jack sweater
Let's see who got the most money, f*ck who rap better
It's young Blow, I been dope since the Crack Era
When me and Phil link, you better watch your b*tch
Day-date on my wrist, what kind of watch you get?
'Stead of hatin' on P, you better knock a b*tch
You n*ggas say you with the sh*t but I'm not convinced

[Chorus: Joe Blow]
When me and Phil link, you better watch your b*tch
And I was born broke but I'ma die rich
Somebody call the lean man, I'm tryna buy a brick
Swear this killzone gelato got me high as sh*t
When I pull a street sweeper, sh*t, you can't run
sh*t, I been a hundred plus since day one
I done did some shady sh*t so I can't judge
But cut some n*ggas off 'cause they was showin' fake love

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Gucci backpack hold an F&N (I keep it on me)
I don't need you n*ggas now, I ain't need you then (Uh-uh, n*gga)
Just knocked a new ho, she from Santa Rosa (She is)
Had to get up out the kitchen, couldn't stand the odor (It's Philthy)
Stuffin' Backwoods full of killzone (Firin' up)
Pints of Hi-Tech with the seals on (Syrup)
New b*tch look like India Love (b*tch)
Your n*gga locked up, you couldn't send him a dub (It's Philthy)
Twenty thou', Robert Bayless on JBay appeal (Chump change)
Fake n*gga, fake Rollie, can tell it ain't real (pus*y)
I believe in God so I don't pray in private (Swear to God)
Hibachi rice and lobster tail, rich n*gga diet (Ayy, eat it up)

[Chorus: Joe Blow]
When me and Phil link, you better watch your b*tch
And I was born broke but I'ma die rich
Somebody call the lean man, I'm tryna buy a brick
Swear this killzone gelato got me high as sh*t
When I pull a street sweeper, sh*t, you can't run
sh*t, I been a hundred plus since day one
I done did some shady sh*t so I can't judge
But cut some n*ggas off 'cause they was showin' fake love

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