Rich N****z

Uh-oh
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's 1017 street nigga entertainers, man
We ain't signin' nothin' but street niggas man
Turnin' 'em into millionaires over here
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

It's Guwop, the CEO, you dig what I'm sayin'?
My money gettin' longer, my gang gettin' stronger
My team gettin' stronger
And we ain't seein' y'all niggas, y'all can't see us man
Wop, holler at 'em (Gangsta Grillz, go)

I'm a rich nigga, dawg, everybody know that
Got two ex-Marines I hired just to watch my back (well damn)
Gave my dog a couple bricks for a '76 Chevy
Gotta wear a back brace 'cause my chain too heavy
They say my stomach gettin' fat, but they pockets on flat (true)
I'm a rich nigga, so I wrapped the Phantom matte black
I'm a rich nigga, dog, hoes love my pimpin' (yes sir)
Yellow, blue, white and red stones in my Bart Simpson

Every time I get booked, the arena get live
Only problem that I have is which car I'm gon' drive (drive)
I'm a rich nigga dog, I ain't never had shit
And the watch on my wrist cost 35 bricks
I'm a rich nigga dog, so I ain't beefin' 'bout hoes
I ain't talkin' to you, baby 'less you bookin' ten shows
Bought a 2026 'Rari Lamborghini doors (what)
That's like 2.5 mil' just to pull hoes

I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
You a rich nigga just like me (yeah)
I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
No industry, I run these streets (well damn)

I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
You a rich nigga just like me
I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
No industry, I run these streets

I'm a rich nigga dog, poppin' ace, no glass
Got a fetish fuckin' teachers, all my hoes got class (class)
Want a super bad bitch, then you gotta have bricks
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Toronto when I say I'm from the six (shout-out to East Atlanta)
Way back 2006, I was just startin' to get rich
Big belly Wop, I fucked like every R&B bitch (well damn)
Got a lil' short nigga with me with a tall extended clip
And a blue Rolls-Royce, same color as the Crips

Got a smile on my face but nigga I ain't nothin' funny
Nigga, don't hit my line if you ain't talkin' 'bout money
I'm a livin' legend dog, but they won't give me my props
My whole label can go to jail, but still my motion won't stop (what the fuck?)
I'm a real rich nigga dog, I ain't gon' lie
I'm on a PJ with my kids 'cause love to see my kids fly (my kids)
I'm a rich nigga dog, you done heard about Wop (greatest of all)
I heard these niggas back trappin' 'cause they album just flopped (trappers)

I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
You a rich nigga just like me
I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
No industry, I run these streets

I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
You a rich nigga just like me (yeah)
I'm a rich nigga dog, I'm a rich nigga dog
No industry, I run these streets (dramatic)

Now, if we had the trap elections
I'd say Gucci for President, Drama is VP
Would you vote us into the Wop house?
I thought so