[Chorus]
Never been a rich bitch, always been a witch bitch
N***as with the digits 'bout to get their shit lit
N***as got the millions, we run up in their building
N***as catching feelings, we run up in they business
Never been a rich bitch, always been a witch bitch
N***as with the digits 'bout to get their shit lit
N***as got the millions, we run up in their building
N***as catching feelings, we runnin' up they business

[Post-Chorus]
We run up the kitchen, fucking up the system
Listening to bitch fits, Mama we gon' get this

[Verse 1]
I told Paris Hilton her dress was dope
She was holding on to some pearls so I let them go
Kim Kardashian with the fashion, I met her so
Then I ran her bag for some Yeezies and take 'em home (Gimme that shit)
And uh, is that too harsh? But maybe so
Rob from the rich, take your pic so you fed for long
I’m fucking Karl Marx in this wig in this reddest coat
Hand on my chest like *Gasp* stethoscope

[Verse 2]
Goes without saying, rob a n***a and give to sisters that need it
Reach for riches, expede from the evil in system
We're seizing the means of this shit of the weak and the feeble
Pin and the needle, we freeing the people?
[Chorus]
'Cause I've never been a rich bitch, always been a witch bitch
N***as with the digits 'bout to get their shit lit
N***as got the millions, run up in their business
N***as catching feelings, we run up in they business

[Post-Chorus]
Runnin' up the kitchen, fucking up the system
Listening to bitch fits, Mama we gon' get this