Got Rich Songtext
von Rich the Kid

I done got rich and I flex
I got cake, they can hate
I can tell that you fake
So much ice, she could skate
I done got rich on these niggas
I cannot fuck with these niggas
Damn, my diamonds got bigger
Cut it off, no scissors
I done got rich and I flex
I got cake, they can hate
I can tell that you fake
So much ice, she could skate
I done got rich on these niggas
I cannot fuck with these niggas
Damn, my diamonds got bigger
Cut it off, no scissors


Cut it off, can′t trust em
Imma fuck her you love her
Yellow diamonds thats mustard
Fuck 12 can't copp em
Momma said niggas gon hate on you
I took that bitch now I′m straight on you
I was 19 when i bought the coupe
Pull up to school with a missing roof (Skrrr)
I got that dab and they bite
Who got that ounce, I'm buying
You say that you got it you lying
I was always in trouble
Take the pot make it bubble
Got a hundred million dough
Jug the plug thats fumble
My nigga ballin like 23
Fuck the plug, I'm the plug
I can get it out the mud
Chopper riding with the glove
Cut you off, cut you off
Ima boss take a loss
Touchdown randy moss
Rich niggas gotta floss

I done got rich and I flex
I got cake, they can hate
I can tell that you fake
So much ice, she could skate
I done got rich on these niggas
I cannot fuck with these niggas
Damn, my diamonds got bigger
Cut if off, no scissors
I done got rich and I flex
I got cake, they can hate
I can tell that you fake
So much ice she could skate
I done got rich on these niggas
I cannot fuck with these niggas
Damn, my diamonds got bigger
Cut if off, no scissors


Switch from the Ghost to the Mazi
Cut you off no scissors
Snakes in the grass with the venom
Eating that pussy for dinner
Told mama i′m moving to Hollywood
Half a mill for a Wraith
Bigger diamonds in the face
Bought a molly for the day
These niggas too fake can′t trust em
In the chopper and a trunk i'll bust you
I′m [?] no Usher
Gotta 10 chains on like Busta
I done got rich and I flex
I got cake, they can hate
Bought a mansion on the lake
Bigger house, bigger safe
Lotta snakes in the grass
200 on the dash
I was trappin' sellin′ bags
Run up on you with the mask
I done got rich now they hatin' on me
I left for my shooter to [?] on me