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Rich the Kid
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Yeah You know what I'm saying? You know You know we slidin', ya dig Okay girl, don't act bougie, let's ride, that's right, let's ride Okay, my girl ain't bougie, she slide, she slide, that's right You ain't talkin' 'bout money, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet The f*ck is you mad at me? (What?) This how it had to be (Had) Mama, she proud of me (Proud) My bitch bad as can be (Be) You niggas is sad to see (Sad) Like go get the cash at least (The cash) The Bentley a capital B (Skrrt) You niggas is mad at me (Mad) You would switch up for a chain (A chain) I'ma f*ck her in the Range (Ah) I wanna give her the fame (The fame) I want the Audemar plain (Huh?) You can have that fame back (You can have that fame, ooh) Wake up, where my bank at? (Where my bank, bank, bank?) Too much drip like where that sink at? (Where that drip, drip, drip?) I'm too rich, now I can't go back (I'm too rich, rich, rich) Niggas snitching, I won't do rats (Niggas snitch, I don't) Rich Forever, boy, you knew that (Nigga, what?) Platinum plaque, look, I need more racks (Platinum plaque, look, platinum, platinum) Ooh, these niggas mad 'cause they can't do that (Niggas mad) I had a dream I sold a hundred (Sold a hundred, sold a hundred) I was broke, I'm gettin' money (Gettin' money) She gon' ride with me, slide with me (Slide) Go'n and leave that fake love to the side baby (To the side) I'm makin' investments, stack it like Tetris Give me the neck, know the rest, go'n and exit They might just say I'm trippin', my bank account says different I been sippin' sippin', got the Maybach tinted (Skrrt) Already got curtains (Curtains) My bitch, she perfect (What?) My shooters, they ride in Suburbans The plug in Ohio workin' (What?) Drop a dub in her Birkin (Birkin) I was geeked on a Perky (A Perky) I'm up shinin' early (Early) Diamonds blinding really (Really) You can have that fame back (Have that fame back, have that fame back) Wake up, where my bank at? Okay girl, don't act bougie, let's ride, that's right, let's ride Okay, my girl ain't bougie, she slide, she slide, that's right You ain't talkin' 'bout money, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet The f*ck is you mad at me? (What?) This how it had to be (Had) Mama, she proud of me (Proud) My bitch bad as can be (Be) You niggas is sad to see (Sad) Like go get the cash at least (The cash) The Bentley a capital B (Skrrt) You niggas is mad at me (Mad) You would switch up for a chain (A chain) I'ma f*ck her in the Range (Ah) I wanna give her the fame (The fame) I want the Audemar plain (Huh?) You can have that fame back Wake up, where my bank at?
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Written by: Brandon Ray Thomas, Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr, Dimitri Leslie Roger, Levi Nathaniel Thomas, Adrian Hearne Jr, Jarad Higgins, Dwan Avery
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