Rich

Yeah I'm getting lit
Yeah I'm off the shits
Yeah peep my fit
Yeah I'm living rich
Yeah we're the shit
Cus we're really lit
Yeah we're taking trips
Cus we're Really rich

Driving, swerving yeah i got the courage
Said your home alone, told to me hurry
Baby hands on the wheel, pockets full of bills
Feeling electric like an eel, fresh to death like a kill
She got a pretty face, slim thick with a tight waist
Baby we don't need to break
Going after that paper is what I chase
You've been on my mind, give a fuck about our signs
Let me take you out if we got some time
Take it to the bed, we don't need any rest
Rub the tats on my chest, get you out of your dress
Late night talks tell you all about my thoughts
Hope this moment never stops, yeah turn back the clock
Turn back the clocks yeah let's get lost
Baby time will never stop
I tell you all my thoughts
Hope this never stops
Yeah we can turn back the clocks

Yeah I'm getting lit
Yeah I'm off the shits
Yeah peep my fit
Yeah I'm living rich
Yeah we're the shit
Cus we're really lit
Yeah we're taking trips
Cus we're Really rich

Yeah you're really fly
Taking trips, don't got to ask why
Do it again and we take it into overtime
Looking at my watch and we don't know the time, no
It's a perfect night, just you and I
Taking trips and we might go to Dubai
We can go to Japan, baby you can hold my hand
So many questions left unsaid, (uh-huh)
So many messages left on read

Yeah I'm getting lit
Yeah I'm off the shits
Yeah peep my fit
Yeah I'm living rich
Yeah we're the shit
Cus we're really lit
Yeah we're taking trips
Cus we're Really rich



Credits
Writer(s): A Brown
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