เนื้อเพลง Dead Friends - Rich the Kid

You lil' n*ggas, man (you lil' n*ggas is little)
Know what I'm sayin'
Big bosses big, big boss, CEO sh*t
You know what I'm sayin'?
Take yo hoe and some more sh*t, you dig?
Pour a four, sh*t
Mustard on the beat, ho

You little n*ggas (little n*ggas)
My check bigger (check bigger)
Can't flex, n*gga (flex)
Can't bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherf*ck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them Dead Friends (dead)
You a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My b*tch from 'cross the water (b*tch)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)

Put my pride to the side (side), I could never lie
I don't care if you cry, let them p*ssy n*ggas die
Ayy, Bentley matte black (skrrt), ooh, different kind of fabric
CEO status (huh), all my n*ggas savage (what)
You n*ggas'll change for fame (fame)
It's a sad game (sad game)
This the fast lane (skrrt)
Dug up money with the shovel (shovel), I could bury the bundle
It's the Lamb, yeah
What you been sayin', yeah? (What you been sayin', yeah?)
Ooh, it's the game, yeah (gang)
Yeah them chopsticks no lil' sh*t (grra)
You could get your wig split (your wig split)
Couple mil on that deal, n*gga (deal, n*gga)
I'm a boss, my whole team countin' still, n*gga (rich)

You little n*ggas (little n*ggas)
My check bigger (check bigger)
Can't flex, n*gga (flex)
Can't bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherf*ck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead)
You a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My b*tch from 'cross the water (b*tch)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)

Pull up with the drama (drama)
Better be movin' proper (what)
Better use a yoppa (grra)
We ain't playin' fair, you a teddy bear (teddy)
My wrist too cold with Moncler
Talkin' the trap but you not there
On the bullsh*t (bullsh*t), that pullin' up quick (quick)
Like a foreign so many sticks (sticks)
That's that tragic sh*t (tragic sh*t)
I got the baddest b*tch (baddest)
Yeah, yeah (yah)
Yeah, yeah, quarter mil on my car, yeah (quarter milli)
Drippin' in Chanel, that's a bar, yeah (that's a bar)
Come to Rich Forever, be a star, yeah (be a star)
I got too much ice (ice)
I got (I got)
Too many broads, too much paper, right (rich)

You little n*ggas (little n*ggas), my check bigger (check bigger)
Can't flex, n*gga (flex), can't bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherf*ck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead), you a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My b*tch from 'cross the water (b*tch)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)