RICH BOY lyrics

[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Verse 1: Nardo Wick]
I got a hundred hoes, I'm still lonely (Got a hundred hoes)
I hide my heart so they can't steal it from me (Steal it from me)
Flew my ghetto b*tch to Puerto Rico, she came in a bonnet
She said, "Who you had in Turks and Caicos?", I said "Baby, stop it"
Gave her a kiss and told her she so pretty, she said "You so toxic"
I said, "You right baby, that might be true, 'cause I get that a lot"
I put diamonds on my wrists, ain't no more cuffs (No more cuffs)
I threw my heart in the ocean, ain't no more love (No more love)
n*gga try to infiltrate, I fill 'em up with slugs (Grrah, grrah)
So I tell the graveyard, "Have that hole already dug"
We used to have roaches on the ceiling, now it's stars on the roof
Used to be a lover boy, now I'm a dog, hear me roof

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
I'm a young, turnt, rich n*gga (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy
I'm a young, turnt, rich n*gga (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Alright)

[Post-Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion (That's no discussion)
You not my b*tch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public (Trippin')
I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in (Real)
Walk in the million dollar meeting
This loud pack smellin' musty, woah
[Verse 2: The Kid LAROI]
All windows tinted on the Rolls (Woo)
Moncler for the times it was cold (Oh-woah)
Mama used to use food stickers
Now I got a half a ticket just for a show
Used to wake up, my back sore
Ask Kenny, he'll tell you the goal
Always kept it one hundred from the day one, that's my dog, fasho
f*ck whatever that they talking about
I'm with a bad ass b*tch counting large amounts
I swear nobody ever thought that I'd amount to this (Haha)
f*ck 'em all for real, I'm too turnt up, woah-oh

[Chorus: Nardo Wick & The Kid LAROI]
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (I'm too turnt up, woah-oh)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
Woah, woah

[Post-Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion (No discussion)
You not my b*tch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public (You not my)
I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in (On God)
Walk in the million dollar meeting
This loud pack smellin' musty, woah
[Verse 3: The Kid LAROI]
Me and Nardo, back to back on this sh*t
That ain't my ho', she all cap, I ain't never spent racks on that b*tch (For real)
But I did have her at the telly, blew the back out that b*tch
She start talkin' 'bout her ex, get the f*ck out my crib
I ain't got time for that, sorry I can't buy into that
On my superstar sh*t, the coupe is on starship
Sorry I ain't got time for that, one way trip to Pari' (Real)
It's apparent (Haha), I'm too turnt up, woah-oh

[Chorus: Nardo Wick & The Kid LAROI]
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (I'm too turnt up, woah-oh)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich n*gga)

[Post-Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion
You not my b*tch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public
I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in
Walk in the million dollar meeting
This loud pack smellin' musty, woah