Top Songs By Rich Hendrixx
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Hendrixx
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Obi Kosischukwu Emmanuel
Composer
Lyrics
Link up with the ganja farmer
Bless my soul
Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy
I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour
Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9
Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor
Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy
I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour
Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9
Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor
Shoutout to the boys who held me down when I had no much for flexin'
I remember the time we had no record, CDs always empty
Say hi to the Afro king of drill Istanbul, we trendin'
If you're hearin' this go holla my name go Rich Hendrix don made it
Some boys just talk too much, I do my ting, don't need their praises
My OG ridin' a Benz in a free highway doin' 180
My drip and yours don't look the same, we both got different flexes
My check is great and the life is made, my OG own some Benz's
Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy
I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour
Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9
Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor
Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy
I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour
Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9
Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor
It's that winnin' season, hey man, play some Afro-selecta
Stay sharp and protect your energy before they touch your temper
I remember they told me, "I can't rap", now I'm droppin' bangers
The song I make is the sound they play, the gbedu don start to dey enter
Some boys just talk too much, I do my ting, don't need their praises
My OG ridin' a Benz in a free highway doin' 180
My drip and yours don't look the same, we both got different flexes
My check is great and the life is made, my OG own some Benz's
Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy
I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour
Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9
Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor
Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy
I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour
Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9
Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor
Me and my guys, we double the bag compressor
Writer(s): Obi Kosischukwu Emmanuel
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