Rich sh*t lyrics
by Leon Thomas III
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rich n*gga sh*t, we out the 'Roc, not the liquor
Rich n*gga sh*t, I swap her out and then I pick her
Rich n*gga sh*t, I'm in the 'Rari or the Lamb'
Rich n*gga sh*t, I put a Rollie on my mans
Rich n*gga sh*t, I put my brother in position
Rich n*gga sh*t, I bailed my brother out of prison
Rich n*gga sh*t, b*tch, I make all the decisions, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Come on, P (Player)
Two-tone Sky-Dweller, don't play with me (Two-tone)
Dracos, ARs, M16
When I'm in ridin' that coupe, Glock all on the seat (Twins)
Came up off noodles and Hamburger Helper (For real)
Took her on the move, she in love with a stepper
Baby girl hot, she donе Peter piped a pеpper (Pepper)
Tighten up, pimp hat tip with a feather
Money comin' in, get my ends from your sister (Come here)
Gucci cardigan got me sharper than a butcher (Yeah)
Don't mind my shooter, he ain't deaf, he a looker (Looker)
Gettin' out of line get you popped up in the kisser (Stick)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rich n*gga sh*t, we out the 'Roc, not the liquor
Rich n*gga sh*t, I swap her out and then I pick her
Rich n*gga sh*t, I'm in the 'Rari or the Lamb' (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Rich n*gga sh*t, I put a Rollie on my mans
Rich n*gga sh*t, I put my brother in position (Oh)
Rich n*gga sh*t, I bailed my brother out of prison (Yeah)
Rich n*gga sh*t, b*tch, I make all the decisions, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Rich n*gga sh*t, but I'm eatin' all that raise (Rich n*gga)
Rich n*gga sh*t, know it costs to play (Rich n*gga, rich n*gga, rich)
Rich n*gga sh*t, I give her nut like PayDay (Rich, rich)
Rich n*gga, put a factory set watch in her face (Factory, hold on)
You know I'm rich, but I'm tryna be wealthy (Know I'm rich)
High-end cologne, yeah, I know these b*tches smell me
Give her the hammer, yeah, I know she wanna nail me (Grrah)
I kick big P, b*tch, I ain't never goin' for nothin' (I kick P)
Yeah, swirl a henchman and leave 'em all goin' (I'm pushin' P)
One thing about me, you know I'm goin' nose (One thing 'bout me)
I beat the pus*y good, I leave the pus*y sore (Ow)
Yeah, she suck di*k good, she tryna catch a s'more, y'all, marshmallow
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lil Keed]
Rich n*gga sh*t, we out the 'Roc, not the liquor (Yeah)
Rich n*gga sh*t (Slimeball), I swap her out and then I pick her
Rich n*gga sh*t, I'm in the 'Rari or the Lamb' (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Rich n*gga sh*t, I put a Rollie on my mans
Rich n*gga sh*t, I put my brother in position (Oh)
Rich n*gga sh*t, I bailed my brother out of prison (Yeah)
Rich n*gga sh*t, b*tch, I make all the decisions, yeah, yeah