"RICH CONSCIOUS" lyrics
(Stack or starve nigga)
(And when you see us, you know we mean business)
Baby, what's your number? I'm tryna fuck with you (Okay)
We can [?] (Okay)
I can show you how to run it up from nothing (Ha)
Just listen to me, got that rich nigga conscious
Yeah, I been that nigga, now he got a broke nigga complex (Ha)
He goofy, acting like a ho' with the nonsense (Ha)
If shorty actin' up, I put her on the block list (The fuck?)
She know to keep it sweet 'cause she know I got options
Yeah, she do the rubber-band man, I ran it up, profit
Yeah, okay, the ho' don't know about me, told her do the knowledge (Do the knowledge)
Now her dance stayin' on me 'cause I'm spotless
Okay, my OG told me do the damn thing, he grindin'
I pull up on the money-man
Call me Mr. rubber-band man
The stunna' man
Finna' pull my stunt again (Aw shit)
I'm that nigga in the function with a hundred damn tens
The ho's and they friends come and kick it in my hands
Baby, what's your number? I'm tryna fuck with you (Okay)
We can [?] (Okay)
I can show you how to run it up from nothing (Ha)
Just listen to me, got that rich nigga conscious
Yeah, I been that nigga, now he got a broke nigga complex (Ha)
He goofy, acting like a ho' with the nonsense (Ha)
If shorty actin' up, I put her on the block list (The fuck?)
She know to keep it sweet 'cause she know I got options
Yeah, she do—
(Stack or starve nigga)
(And when you see us, you know we mean business)
(And when you see us, you know we mean business)
Baby, what's your number? I'm tryna fuck with you (Okay)
We can [?] (Okay)
I can show you how to run it up from nothing (Ha)
Just listen to me, got that rich nigga conscious
Yeah, I been that nigga, now he got a broke nigga complex (Ha)
He goofy, acting like a ho' with the nonsense (Ha)
If shorty actin' up, I put her on the block list (The fuck?)
She know to keep it sweet 'cause she know I got options
Yeah, she do the rubber-band man, I ran it up, profit
Yeah, okay, the ho' don't know about me, told her do the knowledge (Do the knowledge)
Now her dance stayin' on me 'cause I'm spotless
Okay, my OG told me do the damn thing, he grindin'
I pull up on the money-man
Call me Mr. rubber-band man
The stunna' man
Finna' pull my stunt again (Aw shit)
I'm that nigga in the function with a hundred damn tens
The ho's and they friends come and kick it in my hands
Baby, what's your number? I'm tryna fuck with you (Okay)
We can [?] (Okay)
I can show you how to run it up from nothing (Ha)
Just listen to me, got that rich nigga conscious
Yeah, I been that nigga, now he got a broke nigga complex (Ha)
He goofy, acting like a ho' with the nonsense (Ha)
If shorty actin' up, I put her on the block list (The fuck?)
She know to keep it sweet 'cause she know I got options
Yeah, she do—
(Stack or starve nigga)
(And when you see us, you know we mean business)
