​rch ngga / bD btch lyrics

[Intro]
(Thanks 4ME)
(Rich n*gga)
Uh (Uh) (Clayco on the beat)
Uh (Uh)
Uh (Uh)

[Chorus]
Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe
Yeah, rich n*gga, vibe
Yeah, bad b*tch, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe
Rich n*gga, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night

[Verse 1]
I'm in this b*tch and I'm fried, late night
Hop in that whip, let's ride
I got a bad ass b*tch on my right hand side
Three phones, and I keep 'em all on silent
I'm wit' real deal slime, and they promotin' violence
I got a top floor b*tch, she don't got a stylist
Yes, I come through, rockstar stylin'
I gotta wrap my wrist up, n*gga, it's so icy
Yes, I throw your b*tch up, n*gga, if you try me
I got dreads like a Rasta, and I'm gettin' high
And I know that this hoе lyin', call that hoe Mufasa
I'm not sayin' I'm fly, 'cause I'm flying farther
I'm thе real Dark Lord, Darth Vader, I'm they father
I might accidentally sh*t on a hater, you can't stop me
I'm a real young n*gga, no, I can't disguise it
Got a mall worth of designer, stuck inside my closet
Yes, I came a long way from sh*t, and then took knowledge
I battle it all right out in the streets, didn't go to college
I got white diamonds, same color, cauliflower
Big pockets, spend that sh*t on whatever
Bad b*tch, spend the night, get hit whenever
I told her "I'm on the way", she pullin' up whenever
And I never thought I'd be a young rich n*gga
Nah, I can't tell you how it feel, if you never live this sh*t, n*gga
And I love my brothers 'cause they tell me when I'm off a bit, n*gga
You was holding, that's on me, how the f*ck could I forget, n*gga?
I don't give a f*ck, n*gga
Vibe, vibe, vibe, uh
[Chorus]
Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe
Yeah, rich n*gga, vibe
Yeah, bad b*tch, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe
Rich n*gga, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night

[Verse 2]
I'm in this b*tch and I'm fried, late night
I'm on a real young rich n*gga vibe
Late night, bad b*tch, hair up tied
Late night, she suckin' di*k while I drive
Yeah, rich n*gga, don't got time
Yeah, bad b*tch, don't got time, either
Yes, I need this money, and I know I don't need her
But this b*tch get money, so why would I leave her?
If you want it all, baby, you get [?]
Smokin' real big dope, n*gga, gotta eat something
I got two hoes, n*gga, finna have a threesome
Got a whole lotta money, yes, I keep some bands on me
Take a whole lotta flights, I'm thinkin' about London next
And we didn't have no drop, n*gga, sippin' Tussionex
No, I want your top, I do not want no sex
Only time you get my di*k is if you touch a check
So b*tch, just vibe, vibe
[Chorus]
Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe
Yeah, rich n*gga, vibe
Yeah, bad b*tch, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe
Rich n*gga, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe

[Outro]
God damn, my diamond earrings
It's kinda f*ckin' sh*t up while I'm tryna have these headphones and sh*t, sh*t hurtin'