Rich Nigga Shit lyrics

"This world's all about money and pussy

And you need to figure that out

Once you figure that out

You'll be better off in life"

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of

Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle

I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada

Hoppin' out the PJ with a model

Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown

Every nigga with me got style

I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'

I want all the money and the power

She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me

I did a sixty-nine with her friend, I'm prayin' to God she don't tell on me

Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga get head in the Cullinan

Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly

But I'll sting you like a bumblebee

Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back

Off-White jeans look like cooked crack

I call the Porsche stomach 'cause the shit snap

Gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat

You might take your women to the Louis store

My bitches be askin', "Where's Chanel at?"

I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's Chrome Hearts

All this water on me, where the whales at?

Stars in the ceilin', I'm where God at

This supercharger whine like the car mad

Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg

I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of

Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle

I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada

Hoppin' out the PJ with a model

Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown

Every nigga with me got style

I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'

I want all the money and the power

Yeah, I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)

No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)

Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round

In the town where the pipes hangin' loud out the back (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Five hundred racks what this cost to be exact

And it takes one mil', five hundred thousand racks (yeah)

I ain't even take the Rolls-Royce truck back (yeah)

Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase stretched

You can open up the door, but you ain't gotta close it back (woo)

Everything electric, baby, everything a blessin' (it's a blessin')

Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch (yeah)

Niggas riding 'round in Chargers tryna split shit (slatt)

I been ridin' with a cutter, call it stick shift (brr)

When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief (yeah)

Keep lil' mama on her knees and her ankle lift (facts)

I can get 'em knocked off without a finger lift

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of

Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle

I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada

Hoppin' out the PJ with a model

Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown

Every nigga with me got style

I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'

I want all the money and the power

• Artist:21 Savage
• Album:Savage Mode II