Rich Nigga Shit [ChopNotSlop Remix] (feat. Young Thug)

You fuck with the one, they fuck with you, what?
 The niggas-, the bi-, the dumb-ass bitches wanna come up
 And lay up and give you some pussy, at what?
 12, one o'clock at night
 Face-ass nigga, do I look dumb, stupid or slow?
 Nigga please, what the fuck is you talkin' about?
 Just like you wanna stick the dick up in me
 I want some motherfuckin' money
 And don't get in your motherfuckin' feelings
 When you see me in the motherfuckin' club randomly
 One of your niggas wanna get down on me
 And I-I wanna give them some pussy 'cause they gave me some money
 Know what I mean? It's easy
 This world's all about money and pussy
 And you need to fi-
 Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
 Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
 I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
 Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
 Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
 Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
 I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
 Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
 Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
 Ev-every nigga with me got style
 I won't-I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
 I want-I want all the money and the power
 She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me
 I did a 69 with hеr friend, I'm prayin' to God she don't tell on mе
 Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga gettin' head in the Cullinan
 Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll sting you like a bumblebee
 Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll sting you like a bumblebee
 Percoc-Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll-
 Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll-
 Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll sting you like a bumblebee
 Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back
 Off-White jeans look like cooked crack
 I call the-I call the Porsche stomach 'cause the shit snatch
 Gave my-gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat
 You might-you might take your women to the Louis store
 My b-my bitches be askin', "Where's Chanel at?"
 I know you-I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's Chrome Hearts
 All this-all this water on me, where the whales at?
 Stars in the ceilin', I'm where God at
 This supercharger whine like the car mad (car mad)
 Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg (hits, dawg)
 I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad
 Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
 Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
 I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
 Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
 I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada, Prada
 Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
 I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
 Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
 Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
 Every-every nigga with me got style
 I won't-I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
 I want-I want all the money and the pow-power
 I've been-I've been in the vault with the gold in the back
 No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)
 Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
 In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back
 I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)
 No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)
 Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
 In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back
 I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)
 No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat
 Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
 In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back
 Five-five hundred racks what it cost to be exact
 And it takes one mil', 500 thousand racks
 I ain't-ain't even take the Rolls-Royce truck back
 Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase stretched
 You can open up the door but you ain't gotta close it back (woo)
 Everything electric, baby, everything a blessing (it's a blessing)
 Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch (yeah)
 Niggas riding 'round in Chargers tryna split shit (slatt)
 I been ridin' with a cutter, call it stick shift (brr)
 When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief (yeah)
 Lil' mama-mama on her knees and her ankle lift (facts)
 I can get 'em knocked off without a finger lift
 Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
 Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
 I be-I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
 Hoppin'-hoppin' out the PJ with a model
 Swimmin'-swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
 Every-every nigga with me got style
 I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
 I want all the money and the power
 Yeah, rest in peace to the one who made this sound cool
 Robert Earl Davis Jr., DJ Screw, yeah
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