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Really Rlly (rlly rich) Lyrics[Intro]
(Yeah)
(GOONTEX)

[Chorus]
Yeah, a big old Tonka, yeah, the Tonka truck (Swerve)
Go ahead and call your mommy (Yeah, yeah)
These kids really fake, they frauds, they lames, they fuckin' jabronies
Wrapped from head to toe in Helmut Lang like I was born a mummy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm a born winner, yeah, I'm a born sinner
Yeah, Nature Valley biscuit, she still pull up, dropped by blicky
I got twizzy down the road in every state, they movin' slickly (Phew)
I boot up when I wake up, I don't evеn have no thoughts no more
I got a band in the bag, thеy sit in the back with the butterfly doors on it too (Phew)
And I don't even mean to go brag, but I got a bag and they just been goin' out sad, yeah (Yeah)
You don't even get no money, your life is so crummy, like it's bummy, yeah
Stimulus got to they head, it's only fourteen hunnid, got to they muffin (Muffin)
Yeah, I went and got off my ass, and got to the racks, and got to the cash
Soon as I geek up, I'm not alive but I'm not dead (Oh)
Bitch was actin' stupid at the store, I left her there (Yeah)
I took a Percocet then hit the stu', it ain't even fair (All the way, all the way)

[Verse]
Bitch ate me like some fruits, yeah, like a pear (Hah)
Hide and seek, I see this money everywhere I stare (Yeah)
Yeah, these kids ain't fuckin had the money count they wear
Yeah, everywhere I go it's money counter all I hear (Ah)
Yeah (Yeah), from the boot up, the get up, the geek up, the tweak up (Boot up)
I'm finna go from NY, go hit London, then sip on this Wock' in a tea cup (No kidding)
Wake up and take me a bean, fuck wit' the virgin lil' ting
Yeah, I don't like Rick Owens pants, I like normal Ksubi jeans (Normal)
I done seen them sign, then fall off and fumble a bag (Woah, GOONTEX)
There's only so much you could do, so much you could say 'fore they goin' out sad (Ooh)
Yeah, I don't give a fuck what you had (None of it)
You don't even show me respect (Ack)
Yeah, I had to fuckin' not care about anybody when they didn't want me to win
Yeah, send 'em all back again, yeah, send 'em all back again
I told my devil every last one of my sins
You went out sad, I know that hurt like you hit metal to your shins (Ooh)
And you get mad I tell you the truth, boy, you pussy for taking offense
Yeah, you don't make sense lil' bitch (Yeah), go 'head and climb on a fence, lil' bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, we stupid rich, stupid extra really rich (Yeah)
Yeah, my Patek a fish, that bitch gon' eat up the dick, like slurp all day (Woo)
I walk in the building, I'm richer than all of my haters, I know that they mad

[Chorus]
Yeah, a big old Tonka, yeah, the Tonka truck (Swerve)
Go ahead and call your mommy (Yeah, yeah)
These kids really fake, they frauds, they lames, they fuckin' jabronies
Wrapped from head to toe in Helmut Lang like I was born a mummy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm a born winner, yeah, I'm a born sinner (Yeah)
Yeah, Nature Valley biscuit, she still pull up, dropped by blicky
I got twizzy down the road in every state, they movin' slickly (Phew)
I boot up when I wake up, I don't even have no thoughts no more
I got a band in the bag, they sit in the back with the butterfly doors on it too (Phew)
And I don't even mean to go brag, but I got a bag and they just been goin' out sad, yeah (Yeah)
You don't even get no money, your life is so crummy, like it's bummy, yeah
Stimulus got to they head, it's only fourteen hunnid, got to they muffin, yeah (Muffin)
Yeah, I went and got off my ass, and got to the racks, and got to the cash
Soon as I geek up, I'm not alive but I'm not dead (Oh)
Bitch was actin' stupid at the store, I left her there (Yeah)
I took a Percocet then hit the stu', it ain't even fair (All the way, all the way)

[Outro]
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