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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Songwriter
Enoch Rich Harris III
Enoch Rich Harris III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Rich
Lil Rich
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah Ha Bitch (I'm really Rich) Okay, I got too many rooms inside my crib I'm on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live I just sat with the label, but I didn't sign the deal I told my plug to "Turn me up" He told me, "Boy you need to chill" And I'm a keep the fucking swanging till we got a fucking M Forever loyal to my family, never switching on my friend Inside the gate been pushing weight before I ever seen a gym Took a loss for 30 thousand when I dropped Above the Rim They talking money when we meeting, ain't meeting again Ain't no capping in my rapping, so I never need a pen I like a freak to mind her business, Tell the people that I'm her friend Play for keeps I get the pussy, then I dip 'em in the wind I'm a mothafucking pimp I fuck 'em once, I fuck again Yeah If I ain't on patron, I'm on the hen And I ain't tryna kick it with you niggas, fuck a friend All these bitches in my mention, liking pictures on the gram I'm having way too much for shittin' on you niggas They knocking on my door Cause I'm different on you niggas How can I ignore That I'm the sickest that ever did it Rocking shiny clothes and dancing in my videos like Diddy I'm that nigga in my city And if a fuck nigga ever hattin' He only hattin' cause he ain't with me And if a lil' bitch you hear is talking down She only talking down cause she in her feelings Everybody round 'em winning I just did a show in Charlotte and bitches wrapped around the building Okay, I got too many rooms inside my crib I'm on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live I just got lost, I used my GPS to take me to my friend I told my baby momma she can work for me and watch the kid Before I leave I kiss my daughter, my lil' baby getting big When she was born, I told her she gone be 13 in a Benz Steady flexing on my old friend, I just dropped my next again I'm smoking OG with my old head, talking shit and drinking hen Fucking rook, you know you should've checked the pack You bought the floop, I did the scoop Just made the play in public housing, rocking skinny jeans and boots These bitches hanging on my dick, they keep on saying I'm the truth Bitches see me and they squeeze me, got the juice I'm on the flock 3 times a week, for stuffing dick inside your boot She call my phone, I'm coming over Put it on her, she like ouu I'm setting trends for all these niggas tryna copy what I do But you can't never be like me, you might as well just be like you Coolest money in the jungle, nigga the mothafucking zoo Got monkey nuts below that AK, bitch pull up go with yo move Any nigga touch my family I pull up, shoot up the school Had niggas begging me to calm down Bet you niggas to go get the law now I finna talk to nan nigga on the internet Cause when I bump into him, I'm a drawdown Nigga don't know what to do with me They put a wall up, I tear a wall down Fuck a nigga, I ain't falling for it Never fall off, never fall down Fuck them other niggas, we ball Till they come and make us put the ball down Okay, I got too many rooms inside my crib I'm on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live Nigga And I ain't write none of that shit nigga Yeah, yeah yeah yeah A-a-and Bitch I don't play
Writer(s): Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Enoch Rich Iii Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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