歌詞
[Chorus]
I'm a rich ****, you's a whole ass dork
I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a **** out in some Jumpman 4's
Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force
I'm a rich ****, you's a whole ass dork
I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a **** out in some Jumpman 4's
Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force
[Verse 1]
Ran out of 'Woods, I don't got no more (No)
You know what that mean, I gotta hit the store (Boom)
Feelin' like that **** when I walked in the door (Walked in the door)
Run down with this choppa, send that **** to the Lord (Boom)
I don't count money, that's what my bank teller's for
And my credit score is a 774
Gas pack loud, so it's hard to ignore
This cookie pack'll knock a **** out, make him snore
Jewelry on a **** that you cannot afford
Wrist look like water, like I got it at the shore
[Chorus]
I'm a rich ****, you's a whole ass dork
I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a **** out in some Jumpman 4's
Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force
I'm a rich ****, you's a whole ass dork
I might fuck his bitch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a **** out in some Jumpman 4's
Gang up in this bitch, lookin' like task force
Written by: Divjot Anand, Frank Childress