Rich Gang - 730 lyrics

rate me

He play,I’m legal

I’mma fire

I’mma ,I’mma ,I’mma spoil a baby

Yeah,spoil

Fuck nigga

You might as well be royal

Take all the truth

Everything coming out of your mouth is a fairy tale truth

I’mma have to pull out these 2

Now the size of my pocket ain’t sizing my shoes

Damn!

We all got grills

Why so harsh?

I got a wife close by

I got lawyer and I don’t know you

It’s your son

Need cover

I train soldiers

730,730,730,730

730,730,730,730

730,730,730,730

Do not get disturbed

I go 730 even if you’re nerdy

Shiny look bitches

A shiny look nigga

I don’t mind to let it on

Bitches and niggaz don’t call me

No point

And I know what to do with you

I do not care if you starve for a dollar

730,730,730,730

730,730,730,730

730,730,730,730

All them in prison they go at 730

All them presidents go at 730

All the rich gang are going at 730

1,2,3,4,5,6

I got at 730

Pussy nigga