Really Rich Songtext
von Key Glock

(Izze The Producer)

I′m poppin' shit, two 30 clips look just like chopsticks
Rich shit, spent a couple thousand on an outfit
Double R, I feel really rich, I′m a don bitch
Water drip, all this water on me, got that bitch sea sick
Married to the money, I never cared about a hoe
I bought a Moncler coat, just 'cause my heart is so cold
I put it on Jehovah, I'll have them hittas at yo′ door
I′ve been runnin' up that sack, I fucked around and broke my toe

God-damn, god-damn, I broke another rubber band
Franklin′s, Grant's, and Jackson′s, paper cuts all in my hands (racks)
My bitch coupe like a Lamb, I'm at Ruth Chris eatin′ lamb
With a pocket full of ham, I'm up, so they talkin' down

Broke nigga, get a job, trappin′ ain′t your shit
I've been ballin′ too hard, so I went to ice my wrist
Get up off my dick, nigga, it's strictly for your bitch
Yeah, we on that ape shit, we tote them banana clips


You talkin′ 'bout you gettin′ money, boy, you need to stop it
You see it pokin' out my pocket, motherfuck a wallet
Got a short, thick, mixed bitch, call me Papi
And I just bought a choppa, and I ain't talkin′ ′bout no Harley

I'm poppin′ shit, two 30 clips look just like chopsticks
Rich shit, spent a couple thousand on an outfit
Double R, I feel really rich, I'm a don bitch
Water drip, all this water on me, got that bitch sea sick
Married to the money, I never cared about a hoe
I bought a Moncler coat, just ′cause my heart is so cold
I put it on Jehovah, I'll have them hittas at yo′ door
I've been runnin' up that sack, I fucked around and broke my toe

Before the pack came, I had it already sold
You say you want beef, I turn you to a Sloppy Joe
Ain′t really with the fighting, but I keep a lot of bowls
Got my left wrist froze, straight outta the North Pole

Never ever trust these niggas, never ever love a hoe
And I got a lot of money, but I still want some more
I just hopped up in the foreign, smash the gas, watch me go
I just hopped up in my foreign, smash the gas, watch me go


Bruh this gas got me high as fuck, still gon′ roll some more
Sippin' lean, startin′ to doze, fuck it, I'ma pour some more
On that Taliban shit, camo Valentino
On that Taliban shit, camo Valentino

I′m poppin' shit, two 30 clips look just like chopsticks
Rich shit, spent a couple thousand on an outfit
Double R, I feel really rich, I′m a don bitch
Water drip, all this water on me, got that bitch sea sick
Married to the money, I never cared about a hoe
I bought a Moncler coat, just 'cause my heart is so cold
I put it on Jehovah, I'll have them hittas at yo′ door
I′ve been runnin' up that sack, I fucked around and broke my toe