"Rich Bitch" lyrics

(B-B-B-BlackJack Productions)

Hear boss speakin', be quiet
Ain't fucked on the nigga he lien
Ain't tryna hustle, don't come outside
If I said it, I want it, it's mine
Late nights don't sleep, I'm grindin'
On top, no fallin' behind
God with me, he givin' the signs
Cut 'em off now, he losin' his mind, ayy

Rich bitch shit (rich bitch), I hit Chase and break the bank though (ayy)
Carti' on my wrist (yeah), I hit wafi drop the bankroll (yeah-yeah)
AP comin' next, I make sure that bitch is two toned (hello)
Hold my wrist up, I got 'em sick, send 'em to Blue Cross (uh)

Hate on my pics, know I don't give a fuck
I got them racks, I'm holdin' 'em up (bag)
'Bout 50 racks, got it sittin' on my face (ooh)
Body look good, make him grab on my waist (woo)

I want the nigga, I ain't gotta chase
I'm in the game, and I come in first place
Stay in yo' lane, get the fuck out my way (fuck out my way)
Want me to post? Know you gotta pay

Ayy, and I'm vibin' in this bitch (we vibin' in this bitch)
Call up my old nigga 'cause I heard he hit a lick (I need that), uh
Take me to the mall, all I gotta do is pick (bitch)
Put respect up on my name, yeah, hoe, 'cause I'm that bitch (hello)

Rich bitch shit (rich bitch), I hit Chase, and break the bank though (ayy)
Carti' on my wrist (yeah), I hit wafi drop the bankroll (yeah-yeah)
AP comin' next, I make sure that bitch is two toned (hello)
Hold my wrist up, I got 'em sick, send 'em to Blue Cross (ayy, uh)

I can show these bitches how to go, and get some money (hey, okay)
Hustle seven days a week (uh-huh), I need the racks, not a hunnid (hello)
Spend a band on my kicks (kicks), AP bust down on my wrist (ice)
You see me walk up in this (shh)
I'm the flyest in this shit, ayy (I'm the flyest here, bitch)

I just dropped a tape, they tune in like it's TV (like it's TV)
Had to post a pic, for the hoes that wanna be me (that wanna be me)
Walkin' on this shit, I ride the beat so freely (ayy)
Put the racks to my face, yeah, hoe, you gotta see me (see me), uh

Walkin' in my closet, like a store, I got options (I got options)
Anythin' I put on, know it's drip, you can't top this (you can't top this)
And if I got it on, it's exclusive, you can't cop this (cop this)
And the way I make a nigga spend his check can't be no side bitch (hello)

Rich bitch shit (rich bitch), I hit Chase and break the bank though (ayy)
Carti' on my wrist (yeah), I hit wafi drop the bankroll (yeah-yeah)
AP comin' next, I make sure that bitch is two toned (hello)
Hold my wrist up, I got 'em sick, send 'em to Blue Cross (uh)

Rich bitch shit (rich bitch), I hit Chase and break the bank though (ayy)
Carti' on my wrist (yeah), I hit wafi drop the bankroll (yeah-yeah)
AP comin' next, I make sure that bitch is two toned (hello)
Hold my wrist up, I got 'em sick, send 'em to Blue Cross (uh)