RNP (feat. Anderson .Paak)

One of y'all **** gon' be fuckin' with me

I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet

I got three young **** down to bust up the heat

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me

Ooh, not one of y'all **** gon' be fuckin' with me

I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet

I got three young **** down to bust up the heat

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me

Okay, put your fuckin' hands up, this the fuckin' anthem

Smilin' 'cause I'm young, rich, black and I'm handsome

Not to mention wealthy, ass on her healthy

Young millionaire, what the fuck can you tell me?

Smell me? ****, that's Chanel cologne

I'm in Europe with the tourists with no cellular phone

Like, ooh, sound like rich **** problems

I hit a bad bitch with a fist full of condoms

Into randomness of risky ménages

Like get the head right, she could get what she wanted

I spit then flaunt it, my drip like a faucet

She told me she was prego, I ain't even take the motherfuckin' dick out my pocket yet

The opposite, she want me fly her, so I copped a jet

Must be thinking I'm a one-way ticket on a runway

Drippin' in my feng shui, sippin' on a Sunday

One of y'all **** gon' be fuckin' with me

I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet

I got three young **** down to bust up the heat

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me

Ooh, not one of y'all **** gon' be fuckin' with me

I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet

I got three young **** down to bust up the heat

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me

I bought a Moncler coat for the times we were broke

I'ma wear it in the summer on Lebron James' boat

Front row

Duh, bro

We don't sit on nosebleeds

Ain't your pockets obese?

They won't fit in those seats

Ain't we like a cold team?

****, Shaq and Kobe

Like back in '03

I was only like six

Shit, I was like sixteen

But I can give a 16

I could make a bitch scream

That's a bit extreme

I got a thick, bald bitch, I call her "Miss Clean"

My drip frosty like Halls and Listerene

And we all All-Stars, you hardly sixth string

Yeah, I had to ball hard to harvest these dreams

Swear to God, me too, no Harvey Weinstein

The coupe was lime green, my wrist was blinding

We party in South Beach, Ferraris and blue cheese

Fuck does that even mean?

****, just let the hook sing

One of y'all **** gon' be fuckin' with me

I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet

I got three young **** down to bust up the heat

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me

Ooh, not one of y'all **** gon' be fuckin' with me

I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet

I got three young **** down to bust up the heat

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me