Mad Rich lyrics

[Intro]
(WhoisMike going crazy)
Woah
Huh?
Yeah

[Chorus]
Hop up out the car looking mad rich
Looking mad rich (Yeah), looking mad rich (What? What? Yeah, yeah)
Hop up out the car looking mad rich (Yeah)
Looking mad rich (Yeah), looking mad rich (Yeah, woah, woah)

[Verse]
b*tch, I'm twenty, but I'm thinking like I'm forty (Huh?)
My n*ggas play with babies, not the ones that get aborted (Ha)
She crushed the molly down, she said, "It's better if you snort it" (She said, "It's better if you snort it")
I keep the cash in the house, now I'm looking like a hoarder (I'm looking like a hoarder)
Don't ask me for no song 'cause, n*gga, I seen a sneak diss (No)
p*ssing motherf*ckers off, ho, you on the p*ss list
Yeah, I got a lot of weight, but I ain't fit, b*tch (Huh?)
Don't you ever cross that line, do you need a Fitbit? (Woah, yeah)
I ain't drinking lean 'cause I usually sip liq' (Yeah)
pus*y legit, n*ggas wanna lick this (Huh?)
Got a gun full of hollow tips, f*ck a ballistic (Huh?)
Just spent a hundred dollars on some f*cking lipstick (What? Huh? Yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Walking with a limp (Yeah), gas in my hemp (Gas in my hemp)
Pull up to the club (Club) with the windows tint (With the windows tint)
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Looking mad rich)
Walking with a limp (Huh?), gas in the hemp (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up to the club (Yeah), with the windows tint (Yeah)
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Yeah)
Walking with a limp (What? What? Yeah), gas in the hemp (Woah, yeah)
Pull up to the club (Yeah), with the windows tint (Huh? Yeah)

[Chorus]
Hop up out the car (Yeah, huh?) looking mad rich (Huh?)
Looking mad rich (Huh?), looking mad rich (Yeah)
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Woah)
Looking mad rich (What?), looking mad rich (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Make ten bands twenty, watch this magic trick (Woah)
Scope on the rifle, so I don't miss (Yeah, lil' b*tch)
All these b*tches my kids, stop trying (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Stop trying, stop trying (What? What?)
Make ten bands twenty, watch this magic trick (Magic trick)
Scope on the rifle, so I don't miss (So I don't miss, miss)
All these b*tches my kids, stop trying (Yeah)
Stop trying, stop trying
[Chorus]
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Huh?)
Looking mad rich (Huh?), looking mad rich (What?)
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Yeah)
Looking mad rich (What?), looking mad rich (Yeah)
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Huh? Huh?)
Looking mad rich (Huh? Huh?), looking mad rich (Huh? What?)
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich (Huh?)
Looking mad rich (What?), looking mad rich

[Outro]
Hop up out the car (Yeah) looking mad rich
Looking mad rich, looking mad rich
Hop up out the car looking mad rich
Looking mad rich, looking mad rich
Yeah, yeah, huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? What?
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? What?