(Geraldo Liive on the track)
Young Jefe, holmes
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, them young niggas don't give a fuck
If they come and stick you up, then boy, you better give it up
Ridin' with that stick on us and my bitch got a big old butt
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck
Rich as fuck, rich as fuck, fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck
Rich as fuck, rich as fuck, fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck
These niggas be switchin' up, bitch lit like a million bucks (Ooh)
My young niggas got stolen guns, I'm talkin' chains, I'm talkin' juggs (Nah)
I'm on her side, give her hell, she just tryna give me love (Uh)
And no, I'm not with YSL, but swear I know a million thugs (Goddamn)
If this was 2005, then I might be BMF (Goddamn, goddamn)
I just made 'bout one-point-five got sauce just like I play for the Jets (Oh)
Every time I get inside, I tell my bitch I love her to death (I love you)
I tell my YNs go and slide, they gon' shoot it 'til ain't no more left (Brrt)
(Shoot it 'til ain't no more left)
(Chase up and I rep my set)
We swervin' in a stolen 'Cat (Skrrt)
(Play with me bad, your ass get left)
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, them young niggas don't give a fuck
If they come and stick you up, then boy, you better give it up
Ridin' with that stick on us and my bitch got a big old butt
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck
Rich as fuck, rich as fuck, fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Fuck)
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Goddamn)
Rich as fuck, rich as fuck, fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Goddamn, goddamn)
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Ah)
Niggas still tryna be gang, ain't never did a thing
Swear soon as I seen this bitch, said she deserve the finer things (Uh-huh)
Chanel bags, designer frames (Yeah), and a diamond chain
Yeah, you know we lit, bitch, so stay outside the fire lane (We lit)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh)
It's only two ways that this shit gonna go
Got a lil' nigga, creep up with a big .44 (Boom)
You can give up your shit or you can get on that floor (Get down)
Niggas ain't gon' ride with us, so ain't no pickin' sides with us (Oh)
They say Jefe be hidin', yeah, but that money be pilin' up (Jefe)
I'ma leave this money to my lil' ones til' my time is up (Uh-huh)
And I keep a big silver Glock, look like a Cybertruck (Boom, boom, boom)
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, them young niggas don't give a fuck
If they come and stick you up, then boy, you better give it up (Oh)
Ridin' with that stick on us and my bitch got a big old butt (Room)
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Fuck 'em)
Rich as fuck, rich as fuck, fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (I'm rich as fuck)
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Yeah)
Rich as fuck, rich as fuck, fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (I'm rich as fuck)
These niggas be switchin' up and fuck these hoes, I'm rich as fuck (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
