Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Programming
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Mike Laury
Mike Laury
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer

Lyrics

Yes, I'm a rich nigga (Dubba-AA flex) Yes, I'm a rich nigga Yes, I'm a rich nigga Yes I'm a rich nigga, rich nigga, rich nigga I heard that you is a bitch nigga, bitch nigga Keep a 30 stick, nigga Bitches on my dick, nigga I patiently waited, for your ass to trip, nigga Fuck nigga, flip nigga You know that I'm lit, nigga Walkin' with the bands, so I could pay for the hit, nigga Diamond chain choker bitch, so I could not trip, nigga They changed on me so many times, I cannot trust no one No worry, no you is a bitch, so you ain't goin' up now You ain't never bust a strap so we call that a Rust Gun I'm the type of nigga eat the ice when the whole cup done Diamonds they so big up in my chain, they look like mushrooms These niggas keep talking 'bout that smoke, but they don't want none Heavy artillery on me, heard that you got one gun You know my chain is gon' shine even when the whole sun-done If I wear all this shit at the same time, I'd weigh a whole ton Yes I'm a rich nigga, rich nigga, rich nigga I heard that you is a bitch nigga, bitch nigga Keep a 30 stick, nigga Bitches on my dick, nigga I patiently waited, for your ass to trip, nigga Fuck nigga, flip nigga You know that I'm lit, nigga Walkin' with the bands, so I could pay for the hit, nigga Diamond chain choker bitch, so I could not trip, nigga They changed on me so many times, I cannot trust no one Where the whole team? Wanted you to know that I copped it Niggas they know that I stay with the rocket Still they be hatin', but know I ain't stoppin' Shit we do these rappers copy Sauced up, I'm a trendin' topic Step on the scene, they lookin' and watchin' Throw up that gang like fuck what the hollering (gang) Used to be jumpin' them fences Put my face down, and now that I'm in it You know I stay strapped with that glizzy 17, I got locked in that prison Wait, hold on one minute (hol' on) You go wit' your moves, you know you gon' get it Make me drop a 50 Leavin' the scene with blood on my tennis Yes I'm a rich nigga, rich nigga, rich nigga I heard that you is a bitch nigga, bitch nigga Keep a 30 stick, nigga Bitches on my dick, nigga I patiently waited, for your ass to trip, nigga Fuck nigga, flip nigga You know that I'm lit, nigga Walkin' with the bands, so I could pay for the hit, nigga Diamond chain choker bitch, so I could not trip, nigga They changed on me so many times, I cannot trust no one
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Kentrell Desean Gaulden, Aaron David Lockhart Jr., Michael Laury Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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