RNS
Ya ya ya
Ya ya ya
Ya ya ya
Ya ya ya
Thirty thousand chain, spent ten on my wrist
Niggas talkin' down I can probably fuck they bitches
I look like a lick
All this water I'm a fish
Throwing money in the crowd, on some rich nigga shit
We on mountains we droppin' the top on they ass so just watch how we livin'
I'm thumbing through twenties and fifties and hundreds and counting these dividends
You niggas can't fuck with me I got that money on lock
Yeah we reaching to the top
Pissin' diamond black rocks
Ice in my cup, fuck what you sayin'
I'm too fuckin' high off the lean, I can't hear what you sayin'
I said I'll put five bands on her salami
Cause I know she gon fold just like origami
Yeah she gon work me good just like palates
She want to take a picture no paparazzi
I'm on rich nigga shit
Yeah, take a nigga bitch
Yeah, we stars in a wraith
Damn, yeah we so lit
Poppin' these bottles with models
Running up checks like we just won the lotto
These niggas be lurking they just want a follow
They hating cause they know they pockets is hollow
Thirty thousand chain, spent ten on my wrist
Niggas talkin' down I can probably fuck they bitches
I look like a lick
All this water I'm a fish
Throwing money in the crowd, on some rich nigga shit
I'm with Nazzii on a plane
We so high fuck TSA
No rollie plain jane
Rich nigga shit we not the same
These niggas be thinking they same as me
These niggas really just some wannabes
Rich nigga shit we on another league
They mad cause they bitch is a fan of me
I drip water (Water) new baguettes
Fucked yo bitch, no kiss and telling
We in a house in the hills
This shit don't even feel real
She want my pickle I gave her a deal
Feel like a fish out of water, got gills
We racing electric eels (Yeah)
You fuck with us you getting killed
Iron man yeah, I'm packing the steal
Ice on my body its giving you chills
Rich nigga shit yeah this shit is for real
Choppa on my lap with a rosarie swear to god feel like a warrior
Lot of dead presidents in my hands so I might need a coroner
Thirty thousand chain, spent ten on my wrist
Niggas talkin' down I can probably fuck they bitches
I look like a lick
All this water I'm a fish
Throwing money in the crowd, on some rich nigga shit
Ya ya ya
Ya ya ya
Ya ya ya
Thirty thousand chain, spent ten on my wrist
Niggas talkin' down I can probably fuck they bitches
I look like a lick
All this water I'm a fish
Throwing money in the crowd, on some rich nigga shit
We on mountains we droppin' the top on they ass so just watch how we livin'
I'm thumbing through twenties and fifties and hundreds and counting these dividends
You niggas can't fuck with me I got that money on lock
Yeah we reaching to the top
Pissin' diamond black rocks
Ice in my cup, fuck what you sayin'
I'm too fuckin' high off the lean, I can't hear what you sayin'
I said I'll put five bands on her salami
Cause I know she gon fold just like origami
Yeah she gon work me good just like palates
She want to take a picture no paparazzi
I'm on rich nigga shit
Yeah, take a nigga bitch
Yeah, we stars in a wraith
Damn, yeah we so lit
Poppin' these bottles with models
Running up checks like we just won the lotto
These niggas be lurking they just want a follow
They hating cause they know they pockets is hollow
Thirty thousand chain, spent ten on my wrist
Niggas talkin' down I can probably fuck they bitches
I look like a lick
All this water I'm a fish
Throwing money in the crowd, on some rich nigga shit
I'm with Nazzii on a plane
We so high fuck TSA
No rollie plain jane
Rich nigga shit we not the same
These niggas be thinking they same as me
These niggas really just some wannabes
Rich nigga shit we on another league
They mad cause they bitch is a fan of me
I drip water (Water) new baguettes
Fucked yo bitch, no kiss and telling
We in a house in the hills
This shit don't even feel real
She want my pickle I gave her a deal
Feel like a fish out of water, got gills
We racing electric eels (Yeah)
You fuck with us you getting killed
Iron man yeah, I'm packing the steal
Ice on my body its giving you chills
Rich nigga shit yeah this shit is for real
Choppa on my lap with a rosarie swear to god feel like a warrior
Lot of dead presidents in my hands so I might need a coroner
Thirty thousand chain, spent ten on my wrist
Niggas talkin' down I can probably fuck they bitches
I look like a lick
All this water I'm a fish
Throwing money in the crowd, on some rich nigga shit
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Writer(s): Kameron Carroll-lara
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