Rich forever intro – Rich the Kid lyrics

Lyrics Rich the Kid – Rich forever intro

New six, broke wrist
I put the racks in the mattress
Niggas fake, let ’em have it
Pull out the chopper and do magic
She want a purse
She want a Birken
f*ck her, she squirting
Countin’ racks in the back of suburban
Rich Forever get the cheddar
Two b*tches, got ’em kissing together
Thick b*tch, let it drip on the leather
She wanna f*ck with a boss
Maserati, we was chopping it off
Switcharoo, f*ck her, passing her off
Now I’m rich but I took a loss
Bought that b*tch Gucci, breaking her off.

Ice on my neck like new skates
She wanna f*ck, now it’s too late
Pull up on you like Tomb Raider
Balenciagas, got a new flavor
Fifteen, I was ballin’, Vince Carter
Hood Fame, money blue like the water
Young boy, in the hood I’m the man
KD, I ran off with them bands
Gotta ride ’round with a fan
Niggas plottin’, keep two Glocks
New year, getting new gwap
She all on my d**k sayin’, “boo stop”
Put double G’s on her belt
Swim in your b*tch, Michael Phelps
Rich Forever gettin’ more bands
I just pull up in a foreign, damn.

Check Up
I put that b*tch on a stretcher
Scraping the bowl for the extras
Pockets they stuffed with the extras
We got the paper like too many lectures
I’m the professor
Rich Forever gettin’ more bands
I just pulled up in a foreign
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I put that b*tch on a stretcher
Scraping the bowl for the extras
Pockets they stuffed with the extras
We got the paper like too many lectures
I’m the professor
Rich Forever gettin’ more bands
I just pulled up in a foreign.

Ice on my grill, it’s a new smile
She wanna f*ck on your boo, wow
I’m getting money, yeah I’m good now
Rich Forever be my crew now
Last year I was broke as a joke
Jugging niggas, yeah I used to sell soap
Bad b*tch, yeah I watch her do coke
I want the money, I swear I need more
I dropped the racks in the booger
Lookin’ at me so I took her
The thirty on me, don’t get shook up
I look at my plaques and I’m good up
Wait, I got the money on me
Eighty-thousand AP
Off the flex, I don’t do no xans
Fifty-thousand for a show in Japan.

Check Up
I put that b*tch on a stretcher
Scraping the bowl for the extras
Pockets they stuffed with the extras
We got the paper like too many lectures
I’m the professor
Rich Forever gettin’ more bands
I just pulled up in a foreign
Check Up
I put that b*tch on a stretcher
Scraping the bowl for the extras
Pockets they stuffed with the extras
We got the paper like too many lectures
I’m the professor
Rich Forever gettin’ more bands
I just pulled up in a foreignnn.
Rich the Kid lyrics
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