Like Yoga lyrics

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Realest)
(HitKidd, what it do, man?)
You dig?
Gotta let the beat breathe
Huh, woo
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Who made 'em wanna be a boss and ride in the B? (Skrrt)
The truth with a capital T (T)
All these young n*ggas wearing plain janes 'cause of me (Me)
I dance on the beat like Michael (Michael)
Crash in the b*tch, need Geico (Geico)
Need a crib in MIA, oh (Yeah)
They was sleepin' on me, that's alright though (Alright)
In Atlanta, I had a lil' condo (Condo)
Know I kept me a .9 like Rondo (Grrah)
Know I had to get rich like pronto (Pronto)
When you send your addy, better lay low (Lay low)
Now I mix the Keisha with a Faygo (Yeah)
I see through 'em like a bagel (Bagel)
Pockets looking like they prego (Ha)
Bust in it like a Draco (Draco)
Pull up with a Cuban, no link
Ain't gotta rap just to get it, the f*ck did you think? (Think)
I just might need a shrink (Shrink)
All these racks on me, I'ma need a Brinks (For real)
I'ma need a hundred mill' for the label (Label)
Throwin' up these hundreds, she gon' need a raincoat
Round of applause how she clap it
Thought she a dancer, but she an actress
Hit her on the couch, not the mattress (Mattress)
All of my watches, they factory (Factory)
I know you ain't workin' as hard as me (No)
These n*ggas be hatin' because it's free (Hatin')
Your b*tch, she callin', she want the D (Your b*tch)
Really, she like me 'cause I'm a G (Woo)
[Chorus: Rich The Kid & BIA]
Make her stretch like yoga (Yoga)
She got that water like Boca (Like Boca)
Play a game, no poker (No poker)
Make it wiggle, bend over (Bend over)
Give a ho the cold shoulder (Cold shoulder)
Just drive a Bentley, not the Rover (Skrrt)
Make her sing like Doja (Doja, BIA, BIA, yeah)

[Verse 2: BIA]
Uh (Uh)
I got Chanel on the feet
That's why I'm chargin' a hundred to walk on the beat (Doot, doot)
I made a mill' in a week
I got receipts, so I told 'em to read it and weep (Cash)
And I'm still in the street
b*tches ain't badder than me, you could put it sleep
b*tches is cheap, b*tches is weak
I'm hearin' me every time that they speak (Uh)
Like, Rich, what's next?
Ayy, clear the check (Grrt)
We in Vegas off the jet
Quarter ticket on a bet (Skrrt)
I'm not SOD, but flex on me and we got stacks on deck
I'm the one that come collect (Ayy, I need it)
All this money I get, damn, I need a bank though
All this smoke in my whip, I might have to change clothes
You been movin' funny, I'ma show you what's a prank though
Damn, his sh*t don't even crank though
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Make her stretch like yoga (Yoga)
She got that water like Boca (Like Boca)
Play a game, no poker (No poker)
Make it wiggle, bend over (Bend over)
Give a ho the cold shoulder (Cold shoulder)
Just drive a Bentley, not the Rover (Skrrt)
Make her sing like Doja (Doja, yeah)