Riich Boy Climate ft. Beem Lyrics

Yeah

Rich, rich

Rich boy climate, at the top we climbing, yeah

Woo, uh

Rich boy climate

Put the gang behind it

Off the rope, still climbing

Bitch stop crying

Rich boy climate

Put the gang behind it

Off the rope, still climbing

Bitch stop crying

Gon' ice the bezel

The ice like pebbles

Gon' ice the shovel

Kill shine, go tell 'em

I've been up and better

Go tell 'em to have me

I been out Houston with Beem like I'm Travy

Shit nice, bitch I'm worth the price, grind, oh shit, that's life

I got ties to win some' light, catch a flight, hop off the flight

When you start the wave, they gon' catch on, ride the tide

On they heads, yeah some' like lice

Living rent free in they minds

Feel that rich boy climate

Put the past the past behind me

(Understand the assignment)

Rich boy climate

Put the gang behind it

Off the rope, still climbing

Bitch stop crying

Rich boy climate

Put the gang behind it

Off the rope, still climbing

Bitch stop crying

Jump in the pit, know I rage, no denying

I picked up the pen, made a wave just to dive in

This that real shit, they can't even try in

I live for the feel and without it I'm dying

Laughin' to the bank, yeah

Run 'em over, tank, yeah

Throw a little to the side, fill the bro's car tank

If we losing, we losing, to win is to make

Mhm, please don't get me started

Pass me the rock, all green like Harden

All about business, no time to bargain

(No, no-no time to bargain)

JSK ties grew up with Beem

Beaming the team, all we see is (Green)

Green, green, green

Shawty so bad and she fuck with the team

'Cause I got rich boy diamonds

You ain't stacking up money, I get it

You ain't driving that shit, it's a rented

Little boy tried to diss me but I ain't offended

I got to go get it, I'm up in a spaceship

I'm moving location, lil baby be patient

I'm counting this paper, I'm stacking up green

Money keep moving, 'cause baby you know that I'm rich

I cannot respect it, you know that I get it

I fucked up the medics, the diamonds in-bedded

Like Capalot, know I'm a g

You ain't fucking with me, but I'm 323, yeah

Like water, I drip like a sink

I'm greater than summer 16, don't you think?

I'm moving the council while sipping a drink

I'm counting my money, got too much on me yeah

Rich boy climate

Put the gang behind it

Off the rope, still climbing

Bitch stop crying

Rich boy climate

Put the gang behind it

Off the rope, still climbing

Bitch stop crying