Rich Nigga S%!t

Juicy

(Yo)

Navy

(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

Ayy

Rich nigga shit, calamaris

I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry

1996 Benz, Tyler Perry

1996 rims like Atari

Ayy, brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nestlé

I don't play the radio, I'm not Greg Street

Chicken bock-bock like a Mexican

I keep Wockhardt on my belly, yeah (yeah)

I just spent your salary

Walked inside of the exhibit and bought the gallery (uh, uh-huh)

I'm so wealthy, I done bought out all my cavities (uh-huh)

Havin' sex with your old lady, I lost calories (uh-huh)

Rich shit, I'm playin' Louis ping-pong with my bestie (uh)

Made a TV show with some lesbians (uh-huh)

Like the TV show, I done next-ed (uh)

G-Star, pull your thorns out your carat (uh-huh)

Bought my dog a new kennel, it's a palace (grah, grah, grah)

I'm the fortune and the winners wanna best me (skrt, skrt, skrt)

I rock minks when it ain't December

'Cause my diamonds (drip, drip, drip)

Women lie and men lie, but not this money (bitch, bitch)

I'm a 'rilla, call Coachella, tell 'em comin' in Margiela

I don't like her, I can't sweat her, I just cum and keep it mellow

I got ninety pills on me like I'm Julius Peppers

Rolls-Royce truck umbrella

Go in for my brother

Rich nigga shit, calamaris

I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry

1996 Benz, Tyler Perry

1996 rims like Atari

Ayy, brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nestlé

I don't play the radio, I'm not Greg Street

Chicken bock-bock like a Mexican

I keep Wockhardt on my belly, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Back in 'em days, minimum wage

Now a nigga up top, gettin' too paid

Slide on a opp block with a Blu-Ray

Extended clip, we movie gang

Your boyfriend like, "Ooh, she can't"

Went and took her anyway

Now he want his girl back, fuck you, have a nice day (yeah)

Burberry on my coat

If it's a problem, I'm pulling up ten-four

Walk in his house, smoke a nigga like indo

Percocet popper, don't fuck with the benzos

Party in the brib, hit the line for the info

Murder every nigga, murder every instrumental

They not my kinfolk

They finna get fucked up when I hop out the Benz like Rambo, uh

Uh, shit'll make the devil dance

Leanin' all over this song, don't think I stand a chance

Separate my rights from my wrongs, to never be wrong again

I'm DJ Khaled with it all 'cause all I do is win

Rich nigga shit, calamaris

I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry

1996 Benz, Tyler Perry

1996 rims like Atari

Ayy, brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nestlé

I don't play the radio, I'm not Greg Street

Chicken bock-bock like a Mexican

I keep Wockhardt on my belly, yeah