Ricch Nigga Roddy Ricch (Ft. P1)

[Intro: Roddy Ricch]
Nah, I say rich man, rich man
That’s what I said every time, rich man
Hmm
She said she want a, she said she want a, ayy
Ah-ah-ahem
Ah-ah-ahem
Rich man, yay

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga
And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga
I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga
When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas
She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga
And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga
I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga
When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
Rollin up the duffel bag and seta right
Flyin' in a foreign drinkin' lean Sprite
Whippin' in the kitchen with my teams right
She callin' up my phone like, "What it be like"
I call her ass back like, "What the fuck, ho"
Get into this dick like she my cup, ho
Money, that’s what I be makin' much more
Hangin' at the trap house, po-po at the front door
Bad bitch in the BM she be swerving
Do magic with the money like I’m Irvin
Youngins we be puttin' all the work in
And we be on the corners, bitch we servin'