I Love Chris Rich I Do much time in a trap but now when I shop I feel that trolley On the floor that do it like Costa, give that sister, hit that volley I'm the reason a part of you talking, I was the one giving out molly All this label talk is draining, got A&Rs acting friendly, trying to get me to sign these papers Man sent 21 with a mil, I need the same deal as H's, what the fuck do you mean about 20 bags? I spent that shit on trainers. What the fuck do you mean by a hundred bags? Huh? Take your pen back. Why you talking shit? I'm not dissing DBE blood, I'm rating them man I'm just not really rating the following thing going on right now I'm a leader, can't last part time that they took me in, spent about five years in the tea house But the hard work pays off, nah, I can't take days off, lot of man got things to say Remember the talk don't cost, I got what the rappers got, I don't even rap a lot, too clean I'm immaculate You wouldn't think I'm in a trap a lot And you hear this I'm all in, no bowling, three yard who's rolling Who's that with a bat, wait hold on Man them weigh in a bat just scoping News like in my recent post, send that post Cold, I'm roasting, all I do is make money I'm boring, so I'm popped up, now I'm just postponing Yall want come round here, them boy round here too bummy And we get money, then my bro That's a joke, it's not even funny Can't answer the phone, I'm with my side ting Now my main ting worried, G and Skeet I'mma call right back, I just see him, it's cool, I'm sorry Put my mum through too much drama And maybe I should've went collie Too much time in a trap, but now in a shop I fill that trolley On the field I do it like Costa Get that six star, hit that volley I'm the reason the party tight, now what's the one giving out molly I'm the reason the party lit, tryna squeeze four tings in a whip at Libs She back in the shade, that bat for the bid Bad bitch gonna make that trip for the kid Cute one in a hood like Rich, bougie one in SW6 See the camera flash, no way, cover my face I don't wanna be in your pics Didn't show that hoe no love, now she wanna set me up All cause I fucked and ducked in a cooler back, now she wanna see man get popped The life I live so nuts, think I'm mad just to meet my pups Ain't been with the gang as much, one up in the cup with the grub, no fuss Yall won't come round here, them boy round here too bummy and we get money Them I brought, as a joke, it's not even funny Can't answer the phone and with my sighting, now my mates in worry G and skeet, I'ma call right back, had you see I'm in school, I'm sorry Put my mum through too much drama And maybe I should've went collie Too much time in a trap, but now in a shop I fill that trolley On the field I do it like Costa, get that six star, hit that volley I'm the reason the party tight, now what's the one giving out money I'm the reason the party lit, tryna squeeze four tings in a whip at lit I'm the reason the party lit, tryna squeeze four tings in a whip at lit I love Chris Rich