730 Songtext

von Rich Gang

These niggas aint loyal they riden wit royal
He play ima leave him on fire boil
Imma, Imma, Imma (?) baby
Yeah, spoild
Fuck nigga cannot be blood
You might as well be royal
Take all the truth
Everything coming out of your mouth is a fairy tale truth
Imma have to pull out these 2
Now the size of my pocket aint sizing my shoes
Damn!
We all got grills
Why so harsh?
I got a wife close by
I got lawyer and I dont know you
Its your son
Need cover
I train soldiers
Do not get disturbed
I go 730 even if youre nerdy
Shiny look bitches
A shiny look nigga
I dont mind to let it on
Bitches and niggaz dont call me
No point
And I know what to do with you
I do not care if you starve for a dollar
All them in prison they go at 730
All them presidents go at 730
All the rich gang are going at 730
I got at 730
Pussy nigga