Finally Rich lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
Shawty Fresh
Trap, Trap

[Chorus] (x2)
Young n*gga gotta trap
Pull up in the Phantom with the Forgiato rims
Two ho's, and they kissin' in the back
She poppin' the molly, she know that I'm rich
She flippin' & doin' them trick's
Walk in my mansion, and b*tches are doin the dishes
You see how I live
These dollars I'm a mu-f*ckin rich n*gga
Give a f*ck about a b*tch n*gga, rich n*gga

[Verse 1]
I been had a milli
These hater's they watchin they copy
I trap out the vacant
Momma said n*gga be patient
I stayed in the trap and I made me a milli
My b*tch is f*ckin a b*tch
Is f*ckin my n*gga look at my wrist
Livin like Tony Montana
I ride in the Mozzi
I switch to the poor Panemera
f*ck is you thinkin?
My young n*gga hit you with Hollow's
You will not see a tomorrow
Real n*gga pull up in the Range Rover
You a broke n*gga f*ckin' on the same ho
I'm a ball in the mall like Mutombo!
I tell you f*ck n*gga you stuck in your feeling's
I ride in the Rari, no ceilin'
Droppin' the top in the bently
Rich n*gga stepped in the buildin'
b*tch I bags to the ceiling
I got diamonds on my neck
Your chick she f*ckin' the rip
I walk in the room and she strip
They talkin' bout Q.C. the label
But they know that we rich
Young n*gga I trap out the Benz
The trap it jumpin' Shawn Kemp
You nothin' but a shrimp
Ridin' round with 2 ho's and they kissin' in the back
Young n*gga with a sack, Rich!
[Chorus] (x2)
Young n*gga gotta trap
Pull up in the Phantom with the Forgiato rims
Two ho's, and they kissin' in the back
She poppin' the molly, she know that I'm rich
She flippin' & doin' them trick's
Walk in my mansion, and b*tches are doin the dishes
You see how I live
These dollars I'm a mu-f*ckin rich n*gga
Give a f*ck about a b*tch n*gga, rich n*gga

[Verse 2]
Give a f*ck about you.. or your feelin's
Young n*gga worth a billion
The kitchen she whippin that Lindsay
Countin the benji, you envy
Laughin, I'm sippin' and drinkin' the pink
Broke as the b*tch, there no gas in your tank
You ridin' a honda, I'm chasin the Comma's
Pull up in the Phantom!
Young n*gga had to get it
From the bottom, ?
You'll never find a n*gga that can do it like me
On the jet gettin' paid flyin cross the country
f*ck all ?
Your b*tch wife me on tv
Walk in ?
Diamonds dancing on the camera
Ask your baby momma, I'm the hottest in Atlanta
Red bottom my shoe, like I murdered a b*tch
VVS diamonds, my neck, and my wrist
Got 5 gold ring's on
n*gga mad cause his girl got my song on her ringtone
Pull up in Phantom, I'm ridin with Loucy
See she got a trophy
I know that you cussin' and lovin' that b*tch
You watchin' her clothes leave
[Chorus] (x2)
Young n*gga gotta trap
Pull up in the Phantom with the Forgiato rims
Two ho's, and they kissin' in the back
She poppin' the molly, she know that I'm rich
She flippin' & doin' them trick's
Walk in my mansion, and b*tches are doin the dishes
You see how I live
These dollars I'm a mu-f*ckin rich n*gga
Give a f*ck about a b*tch n*gga, rich n*gga
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