Rich Nigga Shit

Rich nigga shit, pull up in that phantom

You know this the anthem, bleeding like a tampon

Rich nigga shit, hundred in my linen

Bad bitch is trailing me, on my way to lenox

Rich nigga shit

Rich nigga shit

Bitches want to fuck my dog, little tick

All these bitches got bk, they fuck in cliques

Bitches whispering in my ear saying she ain’t gon snitch

Bitches say they want that south beach, lebron

Bitches eating ounces of molly like its yums

Bitches bet my home [?] tongues

All these bitches jump me and they don’t give me no ones

You know I chop all of them bitches up

40K throwed in the ocean, pacfica

You cannot think that I’m sweet like no cynnabun

I’m gonna redo your hair, like [?]

Thugger riding home, thugger got the chrome

Thugger friends with brodee, getting fucked on the way home

Hundred k left, hundred k right

Bitches box for boxers, fright night I

Ain’t from nyc, but I got bricks and had [?] for the cheese

I got bitches want to jump on me

They say I never let their old man me

Fuck em, never eat

Treat em like police

Every time I say I’m dodging em

Another bitch call, [?] charger

These pussy niggas finna bother him

These pussy niggas shouldn’t have started him

And if young thug was food

Many bitch niggas would order him

You know your girl want to order him

You know your auntie want to order him

You know your cousin want to order him

The other order want to order him

All white [?] suit like eminem

All red [?], shoot like suge and them