Tha Alumni - Forbes lyrics

rate me

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I just copped a foreign used to ride Accords

I just shopped at stores ya cannot afford

VVS's ova breakfast called that lucky charms

That's that rich nigga shit I'm tryin' to make the Forbes

Rich nigga shit I'm tryin' to make the Forbes

Fuck that rich nigga shit I'm tryin' to make the Forbes

Rich nigga shit I'm tryin' to make the Forbes

That's that rich nigga shit I'm tryin' to make the Forbes

(Verse: Bricc Baby)

Heard ya copped that Honda, I be ridin' Bentley

And I heard ya niggas try to ride me, trigger finga itchin'

Make that probably bustin' down a brick, whip it in the kitchen

Pour a four of lean, in the trunk, now a nigga sip hold up

Tryin' to make the Forbes, tryin' to make the Forbes

Check my brand new crib, got too many floors got too many floors

I'ma take that bitch, just like Diddy, fuck her, I be sure

Bet that, forty one minute, Presidential cost me forty

Got that bitch, eatin' sushimi, I've been caught, with that crispy thing

Try to ride me, I be bustin', yeah my nigga bustin'

Yeah we ride around with that German, or that fuckin' Russian

M4, short muthafucka, leave a nigga bloody

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(Verse 2: Vee Tha Rula)

Suit case full of big dollars, I'ma die like I'm Big Poppa

Big dog make a bitch holler, black power get a man down here

Fuck a dream I just had to do it, fish tank with a barracuda

I was grindin' eatin' ramen noodles, now I'm cooler than a fuckin' cooler

Big crib with the vines nigga, I'ma put this shit on vine nigga

Used to be a pine flipper, now I'm a sparklin' wine sipper

Got to have the gas in a big old bag and my bitch for a big old ass

I smash in the pockets with the pool stick, back shots betta duck with the full clip

(Verse 3: Kid Ink)

Ya can take a couple shots to yo four out of five

Up late night think it's about ten past four

It's a muthafuckin' party hear the cork pop

I'm with three of my niggas bring four friends

Young nigga had a dream of the Forbes list now a nigga's pockets so heavy need a fork lift

It was ova when I signed to the corporates now I smoke break in the Porsche while ya still sittin' on porches

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(Verse 4: Shy Glizzy)

Rich nigga, Glizzy Glizzy pull out with yo bitch nigga

Ya sick nigga, she let me squeeze her ass and taste her with my crib niggas

Me and Shitty think we the shit look at my wrist nigga

Yeah this bitch cost me two bricks nigga

Glizzy gang Bat gang in my hood I'm Batman

We fucked the bad bitches and shoot at lames

Fuck all them niggas who ain't have aim

If they don't know shit they know my last name

Run it up, run it up

My young'ns got them choppas in that armored truck

GG bout to blow we got that bomb on us

I'm tryna make the Forbes they see me comin' up

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