Rich Freak lyrics

[Intro: Peezy]
Yeah (Ghetto)
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass (Yeah)
Need a rich-ass freak (Okay)
I need a rich-ass, uh, okay (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Rich-ass freak, yeah, she from the D
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around four
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm tryna put it in my throat"
Bend her over, f*ck her like a dog, I'm the G.O.A.T.
Flip her over, pin her legs back, hit it slow
Chokeslam your b*tch to the matt', call me Big Show
What, you ain't know I'm a fat n*gga, but I get low?
Dance in it, yeah, I'ma hit raw
Tryna f*ck while her friends sleep, gotta tip-toe
You a real freaky girl, yeah, a nympho
I'm tryna come f*ck you in the car, what it hit for?
Put your number in my phone, what's your info?
Tell your boyfriend I'm your kinfolks
She gon' pay me for this di*k, I ain't no pimp, though
That's why I love my rich hoes, yeah

[Chorus: Peezy]
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah
[Verse 2: Peezy]
Big dog, b*tch, they can't put me on a leash (Ghetto)
Big Ghetto only f*ck with rich hoes, he ain't cheap
Versace robe on, twelve-hundred-dollar sheets
Gotta sleep ass naked if you spend the night with me
Beat her to the punch, I asked the b*tch for a G
But really I don't need it from her, I'm just tryna see
Gave it to me, she like, "n*gga, that ain't sh*t
f*ck you thought? You ain't dealin' with no broke-ass b*tch, boy"
Okay, yeah, talk that sh*t to me
Rub that pus*y in the shower, send a pic to me
Sent her 2K on Cash App for the rent money
She sent it back 'cause she get money, she a—

[Chorus: Peezy]
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah

[Verse 3: Skilla Baby]
Me, P, and two rich freaks
All the hoes wanna f*ck with me, I keep sh*t P
That pus*y bust like a Glock, I gotta get sheets
She tryna get some more di*k, I'm tryna get sleep
More pros, 10K is no goal
Rich freak waitin' for me every time I go home
All my hoes come with more hoes and no clothes
I need a rich freak, all the broke hoes can go home
I got a rich-ass freak tryna f*ck me on a pile of money
When we get through, she gon' run it through the counter for me
She tryna stick her friends on me, now they all tryna f*ck me
Rich old b*tch get turned on when I'm countin' hundreds (Huh?)
[Chorus: Peezy]
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her sh*t together, she don't need sh*t from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah