[Intro]
Rich
One more time, yeah, ayy
How you get money? How you get money?
I keep a blunt of the loud and I'm (stardustszn), ayy, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
How you get money? (Ayy, skrrt)
I keep a blunt of the loud and I'm smokin' on dope like it's nothin'
My diamonds bussin'
She like the way that I dress, so you know that she fuckin', she bussin'
I'm never frontin' (Ayy)
We makin' plays with the shit (Ayy), never play with the shit (What?), man I'm thumbin' (Ayy, ayy, uh)
Turn in to something (Ayy, ayy, uh)
I'll bend the block in the drop, gettin' cash (Ayy, ayy, uh), and you know I be stuntin', yeah

[Chorus]
I'ma get rich today (Yeah)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch)
I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
[Verse 1]
I pull up, I'm keeping the mask on
You know it's a stick up, remember them days I was stuck?
I'm that n***a they passed on (Skrrt, skrrt)
Now I step when I walk, get the cash call (Ha)
Got the whip and I'm pullin' a fast one
How the fuck he go get it? They said I was trippin'
No wonder them n***as got laughed on
Concentrate when I thumb through the bag, holmes (Yeah, ayy)
Now I'm gettin' racks, 'bout forty thousand a show (Uh)
I got forty-two thou' on my neck
The fuck who gon' stop me? (Bitch)
I've been on this shit, sippin' lean, movin' slow, for the bag, I'ma jet
So what you gon' tell me you know 'bout the racks?
Say, "Young n***a, spend it, then get this shit back" (Ayy, ayy)
I said that I got this shit off for my gualas (Yeah, yeah)
They call me young Pablo, they see I connect (Gang, gang, gang)
Fuck n***as plottin', these fuckin' n***as watchin'
This thirty clip buck when I'm poppin' out
'Cause I'm gettin' this money, I'm all in my bag
And I swear it ain't nothin' to talk about (Talk about)
You ain't gang, you can't step when I'm walkin' out (Walkin' out)
Keep that thang with the flame when I'm walkin' out (Walkin' out)
Tell my driver to pull up and park by the exit
The work in that comfort zone, I'm walkin' out (Skrrt, skrrt)
Been on my lonely, it's all for the guala
I swore on the commas I'd stack up the G's (Ayy, ayy)
Do for my mama, my brothers, my family
I'm in the trenches, I wanna live easy
I just want live in this life, gotta pay up the price
Just to do what I want when I please
Pull off in Lambos and Bimmers, that shit that go fast
And I'm pullin' up off of the scene (Ayy, ayy)
[Chorus]
I'ma get rich today (Yeah)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch)
I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
I'ma get rich today (Yeah)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch)
I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy)

[Verse 2]
They say my pockets just look a lil' bigger
I'm gettin' racks, that young n***a figure
Came from the hood where I been and attended
They hate me or love me, I still up and get it
Livin' this life like this shit is a mission
The fuck you gon' tell me? You fuck n***as trippin' (Yeah)
I get the bag and I peep my own vision
And I do the dash and you know I go missin'
I'm popping tags, yeah, I feel like the man Money Mitch
In the streets what they talk about?
Said I have 'bout three-fifty in fifties and hunnids
See, this be that shit I can't talk about
Got the Glizzy on me and the XD on me
Make these fuck n***as park when I'm on the roll
N***a came up from nothin', my diamonds be bussin'
They slip and then say shit they talk about, ayy
[Chorus]
I'ma get rich today (Yeah)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch)
I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
I'ma get rich today (Yeah)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch)
I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy)
I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt)
VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah)
Got fifty racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy)