Rich As Hell lyrics

[Intro]
17
D-Roc

[Chorus]
I gotta bring it
Any time and however you want it
Late at night and I can't sleep
I'm staying up, I'm tossin', turnin'
That's them bodies from my temper creepin' on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely (Hold up, hold up)
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' kiss you and won't never tell
I can cook that dope just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don't talk loud, I don't need a scale
Plenty money, but I'm still thuggin', this the rich as hell

[Verse 1]
Get it and bring it, I flip it
You know how I get it, I know some hard layers (Yeah)
I can speak that work and talk that work
I leave it scarred and pale (Yeah)
Presser, I got solids on that semi, bust your head for real (Presser)
Give me head and then I flip or get that di*k for real
Ballin', my n*ggas haulin'
n*ggas be talkin' and I catch 'em walkin'
I do this often, f*ck it, I off 'em
Know that I got 'em, you know I'ma stalk 'em
f*ck his fam, I pick his coffin
Catch who bad? b*tch, I doubt it
I got youngins wanna off 'em
All this smoke, it got me coughin'
MACs-11, I be steppin', b*tch, I'm reckless, I'm dumb
Catch you wrestling in your section with that Wesson, you slumped
I got bro on top, ain't tell through a message, we come
We hang guns with them drums, Draco sounding like a bomb
Yeah, you talk that sh*t, I'm with it (With it, hmm)
Watch how quick I whip it
I go Shmurda with them glizzies
I got murder on my tension
I got black on top my lenses
I got straps inside that Bentley
You wan' play, I make you feel it
Come your way, make sure you get it
[Pre-Chorus]
b*tch, I trap out like Griselda (Trap), hollows, I mail 'em
Mojo with my celly, police walk in, I won't tell 'em
Talkin' on my celly with this b*tch who came from Heaven
Stutter in my precious, I got uh-uh in my mansion

[Chorus]
I gotta bring it
Any time and however you want it (Boom)
Late at night and I can't sleep
I'm staying up, I'm tossin', turnin' (Turnin')
That's them bodies from my temper creepin' on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely (Hold up, hold up)
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' kiss you and won't never tell (Oh, yeah)
I can cook that dope just like a worker, you can ask VL (Oh, yeah)
Look and I can eyeball, I don't talk loud, I don't need a scale (Don't need no)
Plenty money, but I'm still thuggin', this the rich as hell

[Verse 2]
Whip that b*tch out and she lick it (Lick it)
Check how a n*gga be kickin' (Kickin')
I got cases pending, I got THC, it's liquid (Liquid)
If I point, them youngins hit it
I got b*tches throwin' up Billy, Blood
I got problems, really, I p*ss out red inside the tub
Choppin' it
Run her a song, she follow that
Smoking strong, a pressure pack inside my bag, got big racks (Big racks)
She took the Roxies out her pocket, told that b*tch don't sniff that (Sniff that)
'Cause b*tch, I'ma kick you out, you know that we ain't with that (Nah)
I put that strap in her mouth, b*tch
I thought I told you don't talk, b*tch
I don't care 'bout what they talkin', f*ck her best friend, b*tch, I'm rich (Huh)
f*ck your man, man, ho, I'm lit (Huh)
Plus my whole clique full of pits (Oh, yeah)
I go put on Fendi pants
Thot, your dad can't drip like this (I know)
[Pre-Chorus]
b*tch, I trap out like Griselda (Trap), hollows, I mail 'em
Mojo with my celly, police walk in, I won't tell 'em
Talkin' on my celly with this b*tch who came from Heaven (Yeah)
Stutter in my precious, I got uh-uh in my mansion

[Chorus]
I gotta bring it
Any time and however you want it
Late at night and I can't sleep
I'm staying up, I'm tossin', turnin'
That's them bodies from my temper creepin' on me (Creepin')
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely (Hold up, hold up)
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' kiss you and won't never tell
I can cook that dope just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don't talk loud, I don't need a scale
Plenty money, but I'm still thuggin', this the rich as hell

[Outro]
17
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