Rich Nigga Shit
 作词 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jeffery Lamar Williams/Leland Wayne
 作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jeffery Lamar Williams/Leland Wayne

This world's all about money and pussy
And you need to figure that out
And once you figure that out
You'll be better off with life
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Rich nigga shit I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rocking' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in the baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on unless it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the pound
She took me for granted, even when I tried to show her the better me
I did the "69" with her friend, I be prayin' to God she don't tell on me
Used to ride more than nine nigga head in the colony
Percocet got me floating' like a butterfly
But I sting you like a bumblebee
Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back
Off-White jeans look like cooked crab
I call the Porche stomach, 'cause the shit snap
Gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat
You might take your women to the Louie store
My bitches be askin' "Where's Chanel at?"
I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's chrome hearts
All this water on me, where the whales at?
Stores in the ceilin', I'm where God at
This supercharged whine like the carmat
Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg
I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad
Rich nigga shit I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rocking' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in the baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on unless it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the pound
I've been in the vault with the gold in the back
No longer I'm a dawg 'cause she told you a rat
Ayy, baddie, bad Porsche swervin' right round in
In the town with the pipes out the back
Yeah, they be lyin' with the
Five hundred racks
I ain't even take the Rolls Royce truck back
Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase strecthed
You open up the door, but you ain't gotta close it back
Everything electric baby, everything a blessing
Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch
Niggas riding' round the tryna split shit
I been ridin' round with router call it stick shift
When I eat I got a Goyard handkerchief
Kilo mamma on her knees, and I
I can get 'em knocked off with a finger lift
Rich nigga shit I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rocking' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in the baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on unless it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the pound