Rich Gang 730 song lyrics

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