Stupid Rich Shyt lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, crusty)
(One and only)
(Mingo, haha)

[Chorus]
Yeah, think you quick to get this bread, but bro, we quicker to just to pop sh*t (Pop sh*t)
We was gettin' money before this deal, before my options
Then the EDD start comin' in, I made a fat deposit
I was up in Neiman's, treat that b*tch just like my closet (Let's go)
And I get this bread, lil baby, yeah, just suck it up
And I got this coupe the way I want (Swerve), I bussed it up, yeah (Skrrt)
I fell in love wit these blue strips, I f*cked 'em up (Yeah, f*ck)
Always stayed a hunnid, yeah, I bucked it up (Buck)
Keep that broke sh*t away from me, I'm on a whole 'nother level (Plane)
Keep the Percs away from me, boy, that's a whole 'nother devil (Yeah)
b*tch this a Trackhawk, this not a regular Jeep, sh*t got whole 'nother pedal, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just be high, no cap on the guys, and these b*tches sip tea by the kettle (Tea)
Yeah, go, run that sh*t up, yeah, go, run that sh*t up (Ayo)
Get off yo' ass and run that sh*t up (Get off yo' ass, yeah, yeah)
I had to get out that coupe and go spend it this summer (Yeah)
I did not have none, if I wouldn't ran this sh*t up (Go)

[Verse]
Ran it up, yeah
Different colors inside the coupe, I turned it up (Turn this sh—)
Germany engineering under the roof, I turned it up (Swerve, swerve)
They said "Yeat, I love this f*cking song," I said "Turn it up" (Let's go)
I been shippin' Za', I get you strong, yeah, strong as f*ck
I been taking Percs, these b*tches strong (Strong), strong as f*ck (Yeah)
I been in this b*tch for way too long, so I own this f*ck (Long)
You can tell my twizzy keep the Chrome, that b*tch tuxedo tucked (Shhh)
Yeah, fifty thousand for this show, that's what the promoter said
And that's just the backend, hunnid-thousand for me to talk my sh*t (Talk sh*t)
And the brand new matte black Turbo Z65 at the dealership (Hrr, hrr, hrr, hrr)
And the brand-new Rollie VS1 stones on to go sing my sh*t (Hunnid thousand)
b*tch, gon' sing my sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Everytime I pull up, she lick my sh*t (Yeah)
Everytime I pull up, sh*t be too legit (Shh, too le—)
Yeah, I'm young to all this sh*t, but I'm still new to, b*tch (New to—)
Yeah
I'm new to all this sh*t, but that don't mean I ain't used to it, yeah
I'm in NY, shut down Helmut Lang, I'm coolin', b*tch (They see me)
They know I was 'bout to say ten bands, I pulled up in a Cullinan (A ten)
b*tch gon' eat my di*k just like a snack, like this sh*t culinary (Yeah)
Eliantte p*ssed on yellow diamonds, these b*tch canary
Woke up with some diamond grills I lost, I called the tooth fairy (Yeah)
Yeah, and when I get high, my eyes get low, boy, I get Two Terry
Yeah (Yeah)
These kids ass as f*ck, these kids too Carrie (Yeah)
Flawless diamonds on my wrist, I called the wrist fairy (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, countless nights I should've died, that sh*t was too scary (Yeah, yeah)
Mix the X up with the Wock', my vision too blurry (Why, why?)
Yeah, I'm in LA, I hit Chanel then hit Chrome Hearts in Malibu
Come on lil baby, I got money on me, baby, come on, boo
And they told me I was the latest, greatest kid, I tell 'em "Cool"
I got to slow down on these drugs, or I'ma end up sayin' boo
Ooh
(Mingo, haha)
[Chorus]
Yeah, think you quick to get this bread, but bro, we quicker to just to pop sh*t (Pop sh*t)
We was gettin' money before this deal, before my options
Then the EDD start comin' in, I made a fat deposit
I was up in Neiman's, treat that b*tch just like my closet (Let's go)
And I get this bread, lil baby, yeah, just suck it up
And I got this coupe the way I want (Swerve), I bussed it up, yeah (Skrrt)
I fell in love wit these blue strips, I f*cked 'em up (Yeah, f*ck)
Always stayed a hunnid, yeah, I bucked it up (Buck)
Keep that broke sh*t away from me, I'm on a whole 'nother level (Plane)
Keep the Percs away from me, boy, that's a whole 'nother devil (Yeah)
b*tch this a Trackhawk, this not a regular Jeep, sh*t got whole 'nother pedal, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just be high, no cap on the guys, and these b*tches sip tea by the kettle (Tea)
Yeah, go, run that sh*t up, yeah, go, run that sh*t up (Ayo)
Get off yo' ass and run that sh*t up (Get off yo' ass, yeah, yeah)
I had to get out that coupe and go spend it this summer (Yeah)
I did not have none, if I wouldn't ran this sh*t up (Go)

[Outro]
Ran it up, yeah
Different colors inside the coupe, I turned it up (Turn this sh—)
Germany engineering under the roof, I turned it up (Swerve, swerve)
They said "Yeat, I love this f*cking song," I said "Turn it up" (Let's go)
(Yeah)