RICH SH!T Lyrics

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Rich Rich Rich shit

Doing Rich Rich Rich shit

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Ima rich bitch rocking rich shit check my fit uh

I'm popping big shit might get yo bitch hit bitch a lick nah

BOA might just drop a deposit you worried bout me what I wear in my closet

No these ain't no ricky lil bitch this lanvins

She wanna get higher bae I don't mind it

Yea

Rich Rich Rich shit

Doing Rich Rich Rich shit

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch uh

Picture perfect bitch I might just make that hoe my miss

That hoe can't tell me what to do yea I'm the shit you not my bitch

Yea I got 20 on 20 100

Can't fuck with the perky's they fuck up yo stomach

Can't run up on yana you know ima up it

Yea I got a shooter on me why you ducking

I had to run up the bag and run up the stash

And still gotta get my meal

Like why all my haters be mad you better get glad

Gotta keep a steel when I'm in that field

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Gotta stay up on my pivet

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Gotta just run up them digits

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Too fucked up give me a minute

I do what I do but with precision

I do what I want gotta give 'em an image

Know you hear what I'm saying but do you feel it

I stand on business this shit no gimmicks

You know I'm the one I know you miss it

Like I want 10 wishes

Like I want 10 bitches

Think I want twin bitches

So we in the bed all that shit gone be different

Ugh

Can't let these bitches come fuck up my mental

She throwing it back tell her what is you into

Nah can't fw my ex me and that bitch we been through

I gotta stay down with the gang they don't know what we been through

Yea

Rich Rich Rich shit

Doing Rich Rich Rich shit

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Rich Rich Rich shit

Doing Rich Rich Rich shit

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Rich Rich Rich shit

Doing Rich Rich Rich shit

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch

Ima rich uh rich uh rich bitch