(Ay, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?)

(Nine9 made it)

Rich and handsome, like I'm Eric Dane

Plenty sons like I'm Erica Kane

I'm that guy, but don't say my name

Rich and handsome, like I'm Eric Dane

No pain, no gain

Kept rappin' and I made a lane

I was trappin', that shit not for me

Get to singin' like I'm Ella Mai

Got her walkin' like a penguin after she done with me

She like a Polaroid picture 'cause after I'm done she fades

She was in my bed by 3 p.m., she can't be late

She thought about me all day when the breeze hit her face

You know I did that bitch cold

Countin' up new, out with the old

The back of the laundromat, I'm countin' a load

Forgot about that bitch, she probably got mold

Doin' well, I make a hater say no

Three hos on me like I bowl

I'm gettin' paid while you troll

Watch out for 12, that was close

Rich and handsome, like I'm Eric Dane

Plenty sons like I'm Erica Kane

I'm that guy, but don't say my name

Rich and handsome, like I'm Eric Dane