Make Me Rich Freestyle by Egodeath + K!LLCJ Lyrics
[Intro: egodeath]
I just lost my mind off a molly and a perc, yeah
[Verse 1: egodeath]
I just lost my mind off a molly and a perc
She wanna be mine, so I fuck her til it hurts, it gets worse:
Haven't called her back in a minute, then its back to the crib, and shes back in her feelings, woah
I just popped a xan, I still hate you, bitch
I don't wanna talk about relationships
I just wanna fuck, and you hate that shit
I'm still thanking god, I'm still thanking god
I might hear your call for a second
We done had it all, lost it all in a second
I might hear you call, make you fall for a second
But it's all for a second
I lost my heart in the wreckage, woah
Hear my song, tell your friends:
You gon' make me rich, you gon' make me rich
All you do is talk, acting like a bitch
You gon' make me rich, you gon' make me rich
[Verse 2: K!LLCJ]
You gon' make me rich
I said I dont wanna talk
And I'd sew your mouth shut
But then I couldn't make you numb
So, baby, what you wanna pop?
If you wanna look in someone's eyes, go to someone else
Molly in my mouth, perkys on the shelf
I know you're in your feelings, but I'm over it
Credit card overage, call me for an overdose
I love that outfit on you with the open back and open toes
Are you even mine or alive? No one knows
I lost my mind, and if you were wondering, I hate your girlfriend
Not enough to pull a knife, but enough to make me blind
I'm over you, but I'm under it
40 hit the block like lightning, I'm thunderous
On a ton of uppers. bitch, kiss my sunken lips
A couple pills on my tongue, and then I take a couple hits
I hate your bitch and I got nothing to relax me
Still going batshit in the backseat of the taxi home
Backseat of the taxi home
I just lost my mind off a molly and a perc, yeah
[Verse 1: egodeath]
I just lost my mind off a molly and a perc
She wanna be mine, so I fuck her til it hurts, it gets worse:
Haven't called her back in a minute, then its back to the crib, and shes back in her feelings, woah
I just popped a xan, I still hate you, bitch
I don't wanna talk about relationships
I just wanna fuck, and you hate that shit
I'm still thanking god, I'm still thanking god
I might hear your call for a second
We done had it all, lost it all in a second
I might hear you call, make you fall for a second
But it's all for a second
I lost my heart in the wreckage, woah
Hear my song, tell your friends:
You gon' make me rich, you gon' make me rich
All you do is talk, acting like a bitch
You gon' make me rich, you gon' make me rich
[Verse 2: K!LLCJ]
You gon' make me rich
I said I dont wanna talk
And I'd sew your mouth shut
But then I couldn't make you numb
So, baby, what you wanna pop?
If you wanna look in someone's eyes, go to someone else
Molly in my mouth, perkys on the shelf
I know you're in your feelings, but I'm over it
Credit card overage, call me for an overdose
I love that outfit on you with the open back and open toes
Are you even mine or alive? No one knows
I lost my mind, and if you were wondering, I hate your girlfriend
Not enough to pull a knife, but enough to make me blind
I'm over you, but I'm under it
40 hit the block like lightning, I'm thunderous
On a ton of uppers. bitch, kiss my sunken lips
A couple pills on my tongue, and then I take a couple hits
I hate your bitch and I got nothing to relax me
Still going batshit in the backseat of the taxi home
Backseat of the taxi home