Lyrics to Rich Off Pints
(Beat gang)
I got rich off, I got rich off—
Shit
(Bitch, you know Antt did the beat)
I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I could come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these niggas be lyin' (They fakin')
This shit four-hundred a line, on Sundays it's five (Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Shit)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech)
Started with the Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)
Walk up in that bitch, toss up a dub
Pull up to yo' city, turn that bitch up just like Ruggs
Made it out the trenches and still lookin' like the plug
Twenty Drac's and twenty drums, we blow shit down like it's Runtz
Neck and wrist too freezy, fuck around and take my ice off
Rollie bright as shit, tell lil' Wood 'nem cut the lights off
Ain't tryna do no song, ain't tappin' in 'cause we don't like y'all
Brand new Forgis with the white walls
I hit Sax and tear the price off
Catch them boys in traffic, oh he lackin', where yo' stick at?
Used to jump on 75 down to the 10 and bring that shit back
Ain't doin' too much trap, up in this rap shit got a big bag
Mix the Wocky with the Techy in my Sprite, now this bitch mismatched
I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I could come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these niggas be lyin' (They fakin')
This shit four-hundred a line, on Sundays it's five (Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Shit)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech)
Started with the Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)
Got it out the mud now we legit
Them pussy niggas hatin', I got rich, them niggas sick
Bust a bezel down, bracelet and Cuban cost a nick'
Hit a pint up with that mix, two hundred thousand in all crips
Ain't movin' with no nigga 'round this bitch ain't blowin' pipes
Tell 'em play my song, throw that dog shit up all night
Put them VV's in it now my Patek look like lights
Ears freezin', it's all ice, I fell off and got rich twice
Really stand on business, did that time like it was nothin'
Tellin' on yo' guys, how the fuck these niggas comin'?
When y'all was in school I had a yay' house right off Runyon
Lean house on Philly jumpin', fifty thousand for this pumpkin
I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I could come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these niggas be lyin' (They fakin')
This shit four-hundred a line, on Sundays it's five (Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Shit)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Tech)
Started with the Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)
I got rich off, I got rich off—
Shit
(Bitch, you know Antt did the beat)
I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I could come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these niggas be lyin' (They fakin')
This shit four-hundred a line, on Sundays it's five (Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Shit)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech)
Started with the Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)
Walk up in that bitch, toss up a dub
Pull up to yo' city, turn that bitch up just like Ruggs
Made it out the trenches and still lookin' like the plug
Twenty Drac's and twenty drums, we blow shit down like it's Runtz
Neck and wrist too freezy, fuck around and take my ice off
Rollie bright as shit, tell lil' Wood 'nem cut the lights off
Ain't tryna do no song, ain't tappin' in 'cause we don't like y'all
Brand new Forgis with the white walls
I hit Sax and tear the price off
Catch them boys in traffic, oh he lackin', where yo' stick at?
Used to jump on 75 down to the 10 and bring that shit back
Ain't doin' too much trap, up in this rap shit got a big bag
Mix the Wocky with the Techy in my Sprite, now this bitch mismatched
I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I could come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these niggas be lyin' (They fakin')
This shit four-hundred a line, on Sundays it's five (Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Shit)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech)
Started with the Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)
Got it out the mud now we legit
Them pussy niggas hatin', I got rich, them niggas sick
Bust a bezel down, bracelet and Cuban cost a nick'
Hit a pint up with that mix, two hundred thousand in all crips
Ain't movin' with no nigga 'round this bitch ain't blowin' pipes
Tell 'em play my song, throw that dog shit up all night
Put them VV's in it now my Patek look like lights
Ears freezin', it's all ice, I fell off and got rich twice
Really stand on business, did that time like it was nothin'
Tellin' on yo' guys, how the fuck these niggas comin'?
When y'all was in school I had a yay' house right off Runyon
Lean house on Philly jumpin', fifty thousand for this pumpkin
I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I could come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these niggas be lyin' (They fakin')
This shit four-hundred a line, on Sundays it's five (Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Shit)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Tech)
Started with the Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)
