(Tay Keith, f**k these n***as up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm goin' up (Tay Keith this too hard)

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Rich The Kid]
(Huh) Slidin' in the Benz, I got two choppas on me, huh
All these diamonds got me lookin' like I'm Static Shock
She said she want computer love, b*t*h, I ain't Macintosh, huh
Bring the baguettes out, I might bring that Patek out, huh
I just got the low, low two times, huh
Hoppin' out the door, door, suicide
I just put your ho' on Groupon
If you ain't rich, n***a, what you doin', huh? (Rich)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Huh, b*t*h I'm rich, I put two-fifty on my arm (Woo, woo, woo)
Plus another hundred, gave that to my mom (What?)
A model b*t*h, she suck the d**k, she goin' dumb (She goin' dumb)
And my n***as from the bottom, from the slum
I got the Maybach Benz, yeah, I wеnt and copped it off the lot
Tryna see my n***as rich 'cause thеy can't do without



They was twins, had to f**k them b*t*hes on the spot
She too thick, I had to tell her drop it like it's hot
Money on me (Money on me), choppa on me (Choppa on me)
Gave the b*t*h a bag, I could've bought a Rollie (Could've bought a Rollie)
Pourin' out a pint, I got the juice on me (Got the juice on me)
One fifty, two times, that's a coupe off me (That's a coupe, what)