Gunplay - Berner, Wiz Khalifa, Hollywood

Rich… Rich…

LG Nigga!

Richmond niggas bout' gunplay

Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay

I’m high, I’ll come down one day

Count money Monday to Monday

How you really doing fake shit?

How you a player, got one bitch?

No bodies, but you kill shit?

These real vs. fake shit

I’mma start off on a good note

Rollin' good weed on a big boat

Countin' blue ships, all C-notes

And crispy head cash in my Avirex coat

Talkin' outside, been there since Phat Farm

Big shit, lettin' off car alarms

Bar lovely with chain with the gun charm

And he even cut me loose in the lazar

If I got it — then I paid for it

Name solid, did my thang for it

Had your lil bitch, you ain’t even know it

Had an extra hammer, let my cousin hold it

You hear me?

Let’s get it

Richmond niggas bout' gunplay

Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay

I’m high, I’ll come down one day

Count money Monday to Monday

How you really doing fake shit?

How you a player, got one bitch?

No bodies, but you kill shit?

These real vs. fake shit

Play around get your face cut

It’s real out here

We don’t play much

How you out side with your chain tucked

Holly' outside with the thang tucked

Real game, mhmm

Yeah I’m bout' big cash

Bern' pulled up with the big bag

Where the city where the Rich at

I got Rich and the O with G stack

Yeah we have dark with the blue cook

I feel like Celly, I’m too took

Damn, I got mud on my new three’s

Break one down get a two piece

Real city boy

Richmond niggas bout' gunplay

Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay

I’m high, I’ll come down one day

Count money Monday to Monday

How you really doing fake shit?

How you a player, got one bitch?

No bodies, but you kill shit?

These real vs. fake shit

South side, nigga on mine

Pop’s got L’s, I don’t need to sign

Told her ass, «Do it for the Vine»

Headed over, it’s about time

LB, yeah, we right here

Free all my niggas, that’s on a tear

Fell off, got it right back

Real niggas always bounce back

RP deal and young smack

Nineteen-hunnit, got it on my back

And I wear that shit like a backpack

Four hoes in a new Lac

And they do what your nigga do

Real mac

Richmond niggas bout' gunplay

Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay

I’m high, I’ll come down one day

One day (one day, one day…)