b*tch I’m Rich lyrics

by

Ski Mask the Slump God


[Intro: FH3 Beats & Ski Mask The Slump God & Sip Drameda]
Aha, aha, aha
Aha, aha, aha
Look at it
b*tch I am

[Hook: FH3 Beats]
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
You and your b*tch kinda resemble Billy and Mandy
My b*tch like Sandy, cuz of the cheeks
Rode on my di*k it said it was so dandy, yippie-ki-yay
I heard Freddy, don't f*ck with the feds
Yellow b*tches on me like Lemon Head
Running my 'sac like Ed, Edd & Eddy
Red and Black sweater like my name is Freddy
Color spaghetti, I so messy
Peacoat khaki, never lacking
Keep that thirty, in my jacket
Umm, look at these n*ggas they on hush mode (Oh)
Cuz I buy diamonds for they ex-hoe
It be so clear so I'm see through
Like a n*gga looking through the peephole (Oh)
I just sent her "XD Rawr" when I be texting your whore
Like a candy paint on car
It's brown like the Noah's Arc
Hit a stain like Mr. Clean
Put a n*gga on game like Atari
Know how a n*gga rockin' like guitar
What I'm smokin' smellin' like, a fart
Like Hercules, strong on these b*tches they back on knees
Back in that b*tch like what's happening
Drop in that pus*y like trampoline
Make that pus*y sound like Mac n' Cheese
When I hit it I'm just practicing
It be like "Ski you be snappining"
Teach me the ways of the saucin' king
[Hook: FH3 Beats]
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit

[Verse 2: Sip Drameda]
Look up when I c*m on my b*tch
Wear my chains up and down to see
And I go chasing like ecstasy
Got three eevee texting me
Level up, always talking less when I double up
Show man the way, I'm coming up
Come on the way, I burn up
So I'm nice, so I'm nice selling geese
So I'm nice selling geese
There was no way I would trap for livin'
Pay that b*tch chopper, would let me see
She said she might own a leopard seat
Done with the, done with the recipe
Sauce even with it, I'm cross the beak
Huh, water caressing me
Some ross, filling my toss
You run from us goon, you wrap it up clean
You rapper don't come, they come and leave
I should make chip and check on the eve
Bring our receipt, got a whole lot when I leave
Store and I drop off the lease
Freestyle, Freebands
Meanwhile, lean in
Team out, semen
She mount deep in
[Hook: FH3 Beats]
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit

[Verse 3: FH3 Beats]
She wanna swallow again
She f*ck me, she bringing her friend
She want me to hit it again
Over and over again
A present, she brought me a friend
They wanna do it again
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
Sober and sober again
Three piece for these hoes again
They know that I'm live
Shawty be liking my pic
Why would I lick when shawty be riding my di*k
Why would I slip if mama be sliding me tits
Uh, she wanna c*m like me
Hey, I got party with me
She wanna come when he leave
Hey, I get funny with memes
Jumping all over the scene
Water all over the sink
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She wanna c*m like me
Hey, I got party with me
She wanna come when he leave
Hey, I get funny with memes
Jumping all over the scene
Jumping all over the beam
Uh, uh, uh, uh
[Hook: FH3 Beats]
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
b*tch I'm rich, b*tch I'm lit
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