Spam-Famous Dex/Rich The Kid/Jay Critch

Yea y'know what I'm sayin' Now you gotta go to the dictionary y'know what I'm sayin' Go to the dictionary go to the library Chapter 6 And y'know what I'm sayin' read about it Whoa Dexter Yea what The Lab Cook Yea Critch bro Ice Forever ever Rich forever ever Ya' dig Dexter Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Chris pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Critch pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam Diamonds don't jab they boxin' Young n***a make a pay for the profit Got my hood say I the prophet One show I could fill in my pockets You broke you ran out of options Thicker headed But them n***as can't stop it I'ma favorite I pull up and she top it Levitate it and I get high like a rocket You can't see me 'cause the VVS is tinted Pile the money like I'm beefin' with it Duffle bag put the cheese up in it I got money problems I don't need you b***hes If I started then I need to finish Diamonds on me she can see I'm winnin' Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Chris pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Critch pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam Talkin' 'bout money boy stop it Ain't got money in your wallet Shoot that boy down Shoot that boy down yea hit with the rocket I'm the plug f**k the socket Runnin' this house make the p***y boy drop it Get a lil b***h she a hottie I wanna touch on her body Huh wait huh yeah Me and Jay Critch start a new wave Almost broke up in the days Now a n***a gettin' paid Popped three pills that I geeked from the stage That s**t lil b***h now pull on her braids Baby girl stuck on her ways She want some money no pay She want some money no pay I'm a just f**k on her face Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Chris pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Critch pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam F**k the top I'ma drop it Skrt Extra cheese pockets sloppy Rich Forever we're trendin' to top Broke boy you better stop it What Waitin' on a lamb truck Go get your bands up B***h bad I can't stand her Turn the coupe to a panda Nah Nah big drip Too many racks do a kick flip I'm in the trap with the chicken strip I'm smokin' on flavors I pick a zip No my n***as rich for life She wanna get lit tonight Lit She do the s**t I like I just might f**k her twice The cappin' you talkin' irrelevant Irrelevant I got the juice but ain't sellin' it I know that you mad that I'm hella rich Flexin' on purpose come take a pick Money come this way She want to f**k outta the stars in the new wraith Patek out the blue face Tell her to suck it lil b***h I don't do dates Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Chris pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam Money is right in my pocket It is Tell me about money boy stop it Diamonds they right in my chain Your diamonds fake boy drop it Wait me and Critch pull up in a lamb Everybody lookin' like d**n You a fake you a spam Run up on me swear to God I'ma blam