Rich Gang - 730 Lyrics
He play, I'm legalI'mma fireI'mma, I'mma, I'mma spoil a babyYeah, spoilf**k n***aYou might as well be royalTake all the truthEverything coming out of your mouth is a fairy tale truthI'mma have to pull out these 2Now the size of my pocket ain't sizing my shoesDamn!We all got grillsWhy so harsh?I got a wife close byI got lawyer and I don't know youIt's your sonNeed coverI train soldiers730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730Do not get disturbedI go 730 even if you're nerdyShiny look b*****sA shiny look n***aI don't mind to let it onb*****s and niggaz don't call meNo pointAnd I know what to do with youI do not care if you starve for a dollar730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730, 730All them in prison they go at 730All them presidents go at 730All the rich gang are going at 7301, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6I got at 730p***y n***a
