(Migi on the beat)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

I run through this money everyday tell them to tighten up

I treat all my blickies like my bics I tell 'em light it up

I see him with that fit he think he nice but he ain't nice enough

I do all this for fun all you haters need to lighten up

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Rollie do not tick)

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Yeah yeah)

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Am I rich?)

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Rollie do not tick)

Thumbin' through the blue hunnids like it's Megamind

You keep doin' all that fake shit you might get left behind

You want all that static it's alright cause we gon' televise

Does she want me for me or my money she can't specify

Yeah, I put him through a lot I think he'll testify

I'm at a top so much I might as well just touch the sky

So rich I might pull up in something that they can't recognize

Like

Might pull off in that spaceship I'm a special kind

I keep on goin' I got checks but I ain't verified

Put him up like a kite now he in the sky I bet he scared of heights

I'm grindin' everyday while you sittin' down I think you paralyzed

Why the fuck is your bitch always in my DMs she a parasite

I run through this money everyday tell them to tighten up

I treat all my blickies like my bics I tell 'em light it up

I see him with that fit he think he nice but he ain't nice enough

I do all this for fun all you haters need to lighten up

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Rollie do not tick)

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Yeah yeah)

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Am I rich?)

Yeah, (Am I rich?) Yeah (Rollie do not tick, yeah)

They ask if I am rich, (Yeah) I just carry sticks (Yeah)

My rollie do not tick, (Yeah) and I am the shit (Yeah)

Might just fuck your bitch, (Yeah) Might just fuck your bitch (Yeah)

Might just fuck your bitch, (Yeah) bitch I'm super rich (Yeah)