I'm so fuckin' rich

I'm a young rich bastard

Big FN get to sprayin' through your door

When I was a kid I wanted to ride 24's

I be drinkin' pints, he be playin' with his nose

I was sellin' 'bows, way before I sold a phone

MVP without a ring, shit I feel like Karl Malone

I'm high as hell, but if you try it

I'ma pop you in your dome

My hoes don't even be cryin' like these niggas

truth be told

I just went Amiri shoppin' and that K was my tote

I'm smokin' dirty Faygo, they shoot on my say so

I drink so much fuckin' lean, you'd think I had eight colds

500K for my house, nigga fuck yo bankroll

She got a diamond link, wrapped around her lil' ankle

Yesterday my pint was full

I'm thinkin' where'd my drank go?

Your BM a runner, boy don't act like you don't know

My new bitch so rich, she might just pull up in a Rolls

To me you ain't important, so I won't pick up my phone

These big ol' Balenciagas got the size on them toes

Boy the way you dick suckin', hope you on his payroll

We'll put sixty in your car, try to follow us home

First time I approve someone, name is Mike Jones

Three bitches, one me, I'm enough, they can share

Three bitches on me, I'm gettin' head, pullin' hair

I won't let him come around, I know he wanna drop a tear

I send my niggas with them choppas

they gon' do him like a bear

I'ma be a billionaire in 'bout five to six years

One sixty in a Lam' truck, watch how fast we disappear

I keep me a double cup, I ain't sippin' on no beer

If you see me and you stare, it just make you look weird

If you see me don't stare, I might shoot from ear to ear

745 with the Gucci interior

I see a rich nigga when I'm lookin' in the mirror

I SS2, is a nigga still steering?