730 Lyrics & Chords By Rich Gang

He play, Im legal
Imma fire
Imma, Imma, Imma spoil a baby
Yeah, spoil
Fuck nigga
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