Rich n*gga sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, Better Late Than Never, man
(Uh, Soulja)

[Verse 1]
I'm back in this b*tch, whipping my wrist
Young n*gga rich, I fly with a fish
You know I'm legit
These n*ggas talking like they getting to the bricks
n*ggas ain't sh*t, you broke as a b*tch
n*gga you know I hit licks
Soulja Boy Tell Em' came up from them bricks
25 M's I'm on the Forbes list
400 million lil' n*gga I did it
Talk to the motherf*cking plug
Soulja he keeping the drugs
I go get the money i'm gone
Skrrt to your trap and I buy what I want
Pull up and say what I want
Young n*gga pull up with bricks and a phone
Scrape out the powder the bowl
Trapping so hard n*gga won't tell a soul
A young n*gga traveled the globe
Smoking on pound pouring O
n*gga just look at my clothes
All of my VVS diamonds on froze
Look at your b*tch now she gone
Look at your b*tch I'm a king on her throne (Ooh)
Look at your b*tch how she chose, I just dumped all on her no
SOD gang i'm cold, after this b*tch man we trap after show
Bricks they under the floor
f*ck with lil' Soulja that choppa gon' blow
I just been pourin the Act
Slide through the show and i'm gripping the Mac (aye)
All of my shooters they pack (yuh)
All of my shooters stay strapped
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[Verse 2]
Talk to the plug they don't know where I'm from
Diamonds a mountain of Babylon
Look at my [?] like Megatron
Look at my wrists like honeycomb
b*tches they talking but ain't got no money
I pull to the trap, and ain't sh*t funny
Lil' Soulja chasing more money like sunny
You run up on me I hit you in your stomach
Know that my n*ggas they keep it 100
Came out the trap wrap you up like a mummy
All of my n*ggas be geekin' like zombies
Pull the chopper, he ain't taking nothing from me
SOD gang, yeah I got my own shoes
Post to your block and I sit on 22s
Soulja Boy Tell Em' man we put it to the crew
Call up my shooter you know they gon' shoot (Aye)
I f*ck that b*tch in the lam (Aye)
I hop ???
n*gga know I got them bands (Hey)
Serve a n*gga 100 Xanz (Aye)
I'm in the kitchen with my wrist though (wrist though)
n*gga ball cause i'm getting there (getting there)
n*gga mad cause i'm stacking (stacking)
On you n*ggas I be sh*tting
(Hey, ayy, hey, hey, hey) I just took that n*gga b*tch (Damn)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah) I just VV'd my wrist (My wrist)
Rodney Harrison bustdown
Hitting your block in the squad like touchdown
You talking n*gga what now
Pull on the block with the chopper i'm shooting right now
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[Interlude]

(Hey Hey Hey)
Soulja, you know how we rocking
Stacks On Deck Money Gang SODMG man (Yeah) (Aye Aye Aye)
Rich n*gga sh*t
It's your boy Soulja i'm in the building

[Verse 3]
Hop out the 'Rari, then skrrt
All these girls on me right now
I'm gonna go hand her the Perc'
Give that young b*tch a new perm (Ayy)
Hop out the motherf*cking vert (Ayy)
Young n*gga know I'm berserk (Ayy)
Put your face on a shirt (Ayy)
I'm rolling a pound of the purp' (Ayy)
Backwoods and I'm straight
f*ck that b*tch 'til she squirt
n*gga try me he get murked (Ayy, ayy)
Soulja
S-Beezy let's get it