Young Thug – Rich n#gg# Shit

Young Thug – Rich n#gg# Shit Lyrics

Artist: Young Thug
Song: Rich n#gg# Shit

Juicy (Yo)
Nav-y
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here? (Ayy)
Rich n#gg# sh#t, calamari (Ow)

I done pump faked on a split, I’m so sorry
1996 Benz, Tyler Perry
1996 rims like Atari (Ayy, ayy)
Brown diamonds on, b#tch, I’m Nessly

I don’t play the radio, I’m not Gretzky
Chicken bock-bock like a nest king
I keep Wockhardt on my belly (Yeah)
I just spent your salary

Walked inside of the exhibit and bought the gallery (Uh, uh-huh)
I’m so wealthy, I done bought out on my cavities (Uh-huh)
Havin’ sex with your old lady, I lost calories (Uh-huh)
Rich sh#t, I’m playin’ Louis ping-pong with my bestie (Uh)

Made a TV show with some lesbians (Uh-huh)
Like the TV show, I done next’ed (Uh)
G-Star, pull your thorns out your carat
Bought my dawg a new kenel, it’s a palace

Hunnid fortune, and the winners wanna bash me (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
I rock minks when it ain’t December ’cause my diamonds
Women lie and men lie, but not this money (b#tch, b#tch)
I’m a realer, call Coachella, tell ’em I’m comin’ in Margiela

I don’t like her, I can’t sweat her, I just come and keep it mellow
I got ninety pills on me like I’m, Julius Peppers
Rolls Royce truck, I’m bell up, goin’ for my brother
Rich n#gg# sh#t, calamari

I done pump faked on a split, I’m so sorry
1996 Benz, Tyler Perry
1996 rims like Atari
Ayy, brown diamonds on, b#tch, I’m Nestlé

I don’t play the radio, I’m not Gretzky
Chicken bock-bock like a nest king
I keep Wockhardt on my belly (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Back in ’em days, minimum wage

Now a n#gg# up, talkin’ too paid
Slide on a opp block with a Blu-Ray
Extended clip, we movie gang
Your boyfriend like, “Ooh, she came”

Went and took her anyway
Now he want his girl back
f#ck you, have a nice day (Yeah)
Burberry on my coat

If it’s a problem, I’m pulling up ten-four
Walk in his house, smoke a n#gg# like endo
Percocet popper, don’t f#ck with the benzos
Party in the brib, pick a line for the info

Murder every n#gg#, murder every instrumental
They not my kinfolk
They finna get f#cked up when I hop out the Benz like Rambo, uh
Shit, I made the devil dance

Leanin’ all over this song, don’t think I stand a chance
Separate my rights from my wrongs, to never be wrong again
But I’m DJ Khaled with it all ’cause all I do is win
Rich n#gg# sh#t, calamari

I done pump faked on a split, I’m so sorry
1996 Benz, Tyler Perry
1996 rims like Atari
Brown diamonds on, b#tch, I’m Nestlé

I don’t play the radio, I’m not Gretzky
Chicken bock-bock like a nest king
I keep Wockhardt on my belly
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From the album:
SAVAGE MODE II [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020