Real Rich Addict ft. Sw1sh Lyrics

I'm a real rich addict, I know that you wish you had it, yeah

If she tryna slide, drop a pin, send the addy

Yeah they told me I could never do this shit, that's why I'm braggin, yeah

He ain't got no muhfuckin money, I'm so sad for him

I got yen and pesos, what you want? Money foreign too

I only pop out if it's needed, I don't fuck with you

I be doing what the fuck I want, what I got to lose?

He say he can fuck with us, but don't know who he talking to

Bitch you know I get it poppin, every time he drop he floppin

I told that lil boy to stop it, check what's up up in my pocket

I got a big, big ol' bag, bank lady told me to make a deposit

Hate on me, your life so sad, but when I drop you get to flockin

Hell nah bitch, I told the hoe that she can't stay with me

I ain't going nowhere unless I got my fuckin gang with me

I'm so high, yeah, that I got a fuckin plane with me

I had to tell the pussy boy to really stop playing with me

Bitch I'm poppin, yeah, bitch I really came up on the scene

Can't fuck with me at first but now they wanna be like me

Shoutout Ken Carson (word), two things I ain't never seen

A bitch that tell the truth, and a hoe I fuckin need

Bitch I got racks all on me

Too much to count, too much to see

I've seen the bitch like one time, but swear to God she in love with me

And I ain't talking no Chanel, but she just love the double C

I'm outta town, tryna catch some plays, phone on DND

Bitch I'm from The Dirty where shit get brazy, shit could never faze me

Bitch I don't do what I'm told, on some rebel shit

I might rock a all black fit, on my devil shit

Bitch I got retarded money, bitch you know I'm stupid rich

You thought I was falling in love, you's a stupid bitch

She say "Graves, I know it's us", you playing a fool, lil bitch

I might treat you like my slut, move bitch

Young Nike boy, bitch I'm really just doing it (yeah)

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Bitch I'm feelin too damn

Fly fly fly fly fly

Light it up we in the

Sky sky sky sky sky

And they say that boy swish he

Fye fye fye fye fye

(Tell) Tell these bitches Imma real rich addict

Fell in love with the money got a real bad habit

And I know how it feel when you wish you fuckin had it

You down bad that shit tragic

I just copped a rollie rollie that's a brand new bussdown patek

And my gang on rollie pollie the way we slide disappear like magic (yeah)

Keep dat lil piece up on my side I'm never lackin No

You don't get no money cuz you way to busy wackin off (yuh)

Think you hard (No!)

Bitch you really soft

Why is you playin with me

I keep a hunnid round K with me (Huh)

I'm really slayin the beat

Shootin this shit like I play for the Heat (Huh)

Why you talk so crazy bout me

Like Imma dentist put metal your teeth (Huh)

I got the fetti the green

Tryna get money is petty to me

You never been about shit like I'm flippin a pack got my girl a new Patek Philippe

I might go run up a lil hunnid milly I'm tired of mfs cappin on me

Tired of mfs playin that mid ass music, man you trashy to me

Turn that shit off I swear to God

Me and lil Graves is going far