RNS lyrics

[Chorus]
Rich n*gga status, rich n*gga status
Ri-rich, rich n*gga status, rich n*gga status
All designer fabrics
Think that I’m addicted to the green, I gotta’ have it
Bankroll heavy pants falling with my belt
Yeah, crank the heat on a bad b*tch might make her melt
I made millions off of rap my brother serving clientele
Ain’t no one gon’ help you out you gotta’ get it by yourself

[Verse]
Whole team got dope, we ain’t sharing clothes
That got me off my pivot i’m back in that mode
Yes we serving we got pills and plenty of dope
I been pouring fours, rock out all my shows
Told her “keep it low, do not tag me in your post”
These ain’t Vs1 lil’ shawty’ these canary stonеs
Smoke one to the facе up in the booth and make a song
Money ever lasting, never stressing, im never going broke

[Chorus]
Rich n*gga status, rich n*gga status
Ri-rich, rich n*gga status, rich n*gga status
Rich n*gga status, rich n*gga status
Ri-rich, rich n*gga status, rich n*gga sta-
Bankroll heavy pants falling with my belt
Yeah, crank the heat on a bad b*tch might make her melt
I made millions off of rap my brother serving clientele
Ain’t no one gon’ help you out you gotta’ get it by yourself