Overdoz

Overdoz - Rich White Friends lyrics

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(Verse)

Trynna get a couple rich white friends

Pull up on ya in a coke white Benz

Now I’m stuntin hard just like them

Call me a sell out but I'm countin' these skins

So fuck it

My ambition be the shit that they luving

I'm on one, don't approach me in public

I don't fuck wit no sucker

'Bout bread, I don't luv 'em or trust 'em

Lucrative, we can have a discussion

Boy, I hope ya ain't bluffin'

That Hollywood Fabio, I got a lot of hoes

Lot of drugs, man, I luv to ease my mind wit those

Now it’s, mo' money mo' problems but I, I want 'em all

Tell me what it cost to solve em

Tryna make a hit wit Hit and

Get me one of them Grammy’s he got, got to get this cash

Even if a nigga got to sign wit Reebok

That ole' money like stocks and oil money

My cash don’t fold and My daughter she's spoiled money

(Hook)

The minute I put my team on

I’ma pull a mil' out the bank

And play this theme song

Welcome to the neighborhood!

Nigga, where it's all good

Say goodbye to the ghetto bird

Hi to the milkman and white friends

Rich white friends, rich white

Rich white friends, rich white

Oh, fuck the dollas, I need euro & yen

Rich white friends rich white friends

Rich white...

(Verse 2)

White bitch, Humboldt State, send me fifty k

About to graduate and work fo' the DEA

Sold her Dad a million dolla idea

Got a lot of money, have a lot of nightmares

Screamin' down Crescent Heights

No roof on her coupe

See the eyes in the back wit a blue? I do

Fuck Hillard, fuck Twab

Let’s get this money, break the rules

My white friends say nigga, mo' than I do

Bought my mama white house right next to ya

Bought my mama white house right next to ya

I bought my mama white house right next to ya

I bought my mama white house

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

I went to Coachella wit my rich white friends

Hit the [?] on accident, that’s the wrong white sniff

Oh well

I'm acting a hee-honk all week long

These niggas got mo' money in the bank

But they acting just like me though

Its weed smoke in the air

I ain't even tryna hit it

My fingas keep twitchin'

Can't even text, 2 much acid in my system

I luv my white friends

They neva act funny wit me

But they get kicked out of their country club

If they make money wit me

So I can’t bring too many niggas to they house

Playing too much YG gon' get us all kicked out

And they ain't afraid to tell a nigga bounce

(Alright but ya guys got to go)

Try make it to that pedestal

Ya gone have to be fake a littke bit

Or look back on life and regret a few decisions

But I’ma be wealthy as 'em 1 day

And they can sense it

So if I go ova the limit erry once in a while

Will neva get mentioned

When I'm wit my white niggas

(Outro)

Got my hoodie on like Trayvon (don't care about the ghetto)

My pants down like Mike Brown (ghetto)

Remember Columbine (they don't care about the ghetto)

What happen if we organize (ghetto, ghetto)

Kids sing

Got my hoodie on like Trayvon (don't care about the ghetto)

My pants down like Mike Brown (Hand's up)

Remember Columbine (they don't care about the ghetto)

What happen if we organize (ghetto, ghetto)

Kids sing

I got sum' rich white friends

Rich white friends

Rich white friends (I'm making money wit my)

Rich white friends

Ooh, fuck the dollars, I need euro and yen

Rich white friends (I'm hanging wit my)

Rich white friends

And I still, keep it, ghetto, ghetto

Still, keep it, ghetto

All this Chanel and Dior

We still, keep it, ghetto, nigga

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