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Rich The Kid - Just Might Lyrics

Just Might
Hello? Trap
Hello? Trap
Woah, ayy
I just might just cum on her face
I just might just go buy the Wraith
I just might go to Japan
Overseas for the bands
I was broke, got a Lamb'
Pull up, bitches like damn
No credit card, that's a scam
Take the pot, I'm goin' HAM
I fuc*** that bitch in Givenchy
Walkin' around with a 50
I done got rich, money filthy
I'm in New York, call me Diddy
Look at my Rollie, the ice
Pussy so good, f*** her twice
Take the whole cake, f*** a slice
She ride this dick like a bike
I just might pour up a pint
I'm sippin' the dirty with Sprite
That's your bitch - f*** her twice
Walkin' round with the ice
I just might fly to Japan
I just woke up with the bands
Servin' the pu*** out there
No I'm ballin' like the Cavs
Take the pot, Stephen Curry
Put your bitch in Burberry
Money trouble too scary
Me and money got married
Takin' the pu***, I beat it
You lovin' the pu***, you eat it
Broke ni*** you funny
Ballin' all this money
I make her nut when I f*** her
She suck the dick like a sucker
I run the bitch like a trucker
I hit the bitch like I snuck her
I got the money, no pressure
Walkin' around with the extras
I put that bitch on a stretcher
I'm a professional flexer
I just might just cum on her face
I just might just go buy the Wraith
I just might go to Japan
Overseas for the bands
I was broke, got a Lamb'
Pull up, bitches like damn
No credit card, that's a scam
Take the pot, I'm goin' HAM
I fuc*** that bitch in Givenchy
Walkin' around with a 50
I done got rich, money filthy
I'm in New York come in Diddy
Look at my Rollie, the ice
Pussy so good, f*** her twice
Take the whole cake, f*** a slice
She ride this dick like a bike
Racks bust out the Balmain
Fuckin' that bitch I don't kiss her
I pass the ho out to Flippa
She got ass like a stripper
Rolling now she geeked up, geeked up
Now I'm chargin' 50 racks for the feature
I'm ballin,' you all in the bleachers
I'm walkin' with salad like caesar
I had to run for the money
None of my niggas stay hungry
All of my niggas 100
I had the check that they wanted
I had to work for the spot
Now she drop it like it's hot
You a cuffer like a cop
Put a lock on a box
I hit a ho with a switch-a-roo
I f*** her aunt in my Jimmy Choos
I'm in the streets and a movie too
Shawty a foreign, she love the crew
I nut on her face
My chopper can't fit in my waist
I got out of jail, beat the case
I'm walkin' around with the K
I just might just cum on her face
I just might just go buy the Wraith
I just might go to Japan
Overseas for the bands
I was broke, got a Lamb'
Pull up, bitches like damn
No credit card, that's a scam
Take the pot, I'm goin' HAM
I fuc*** that bitch in Givenchy
Walkin' around with a 50
I done got rich, money filthy
I'm in New York come in Diddy
Look at my Rollie, the ice
Pussy so good, f*** her twice
Take the whole cake, f*** a slice
She ride this dick like a bike