Lyrics Rich Off Pints by Icewear Vezzo

(Beat Gang)
I got rich off— (Woo)
I got rich off, I got rich off—
Uh
Sh*t
(B*t*h, you know Antt did the beat)

I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I can come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these n***as be lyin' (They fakin')
This sh*t four hundred a line, on Sundays, it's five (That Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Sh*t)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech, look)
Started with a Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky, look)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)

Yeah, walk up in that b*t*h, toss up a dub (Dub)
Pull up to your city, turn that b*t*h up just like Ruggs (Ha)
Made it out the trenches and still lookin' like the plug (Yeah, yeah)
Twenty Dracs and twenty drums, we blow sh*t down like it's Runtz
Neck and wrist too freezy, f**k around and take my ice off (Ice)
Rollie bright as sh*t, tell lil' Wood 'nem cut the lights off (Cut off 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 Saks and tear the price off (Skrrt)
Catch them boys in traffic, oh, he lackin', where your stick at? (Bah)
Used to jump on 75 right to the 10 and bring that sh*t back (Dog sh*t)
Ain't doin' too much trappin', jumped in this rap sh*t, got a big bag (Got a big bag)
Mix the Wocky with the Techy in my Sprite, now this b*t*h mismatched, n***a (Skrrt)

I done sold Act', I done sold Tech (What else?)
I done sold so much Wocky, I can come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these n***as be lyin' (They fakin')
This sh*t four hundred a line, on Sundays, it's five (That Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Sh*t)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech)
Started with a Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)

Yeah, got it out the mud, now we legit (Uh)
Them pu**y n***as hatin', I got rich, them n***as sick (Them n***as sick as f**k)
Huh, bust a bezel down, bracelet and Cuban cost a nick' (Ha)
Hit a pint up with that mix, two hundred thousand in all Crips (All blues)
Ain't movin' with no n***a 'round this b*t*h ain't blowin' pipes (Uh)
Tell 'em play my song, throw that dog sh*t up all night (Throw that dog sh*t up all night)
Huh, put them VV's in it, now my Patek look like lights
It's ears freezin', it's all ice, I fell off and got rich twice (For real)
Really stand on business, did that time like it was nothin' (On God)
Tellin' on your guys, how the f**k is n***as comin'? (How the f**k is n***as comin'?)
When y'all was up at school, I had a yay house right off Runyon (No cap)
And 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 can come Patek (God damn)
You never bought none of mine, these n***as be lyin' (They fakin')
This sh*t four hundred a line, on Sundays, it's five (That Act')
I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (Sh*t)
Yeah, I got rich off pints, I got rich off pints (That Tech)
Started with a Sprite, I got rich off pints (That Wocky)
Now look at all this ice, I got rich off pints (Got a check)

(Beat Gang)