[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Verse 1: Nardo Wick]
I got a hundred hoes, I'm still lonely (Got a hundred hoes)
I hide my heart so they can't steal it from me (Steal it from me)
Flew my ghetto bitch to Puerto Rico, she came in a bonnet
She said, "Who you had in Turks and Caicos?", I said "Baby, stop it"
Gave her a kiss and told her she so pretty, she said "You so toxic"
I said, "You right baby, that might be true, 'cause I get that a lot"
I put diamonds on my wrists, ain't no more cuffs (No more cuffs)
I threw my heart in the ocean, ain't no more love (No more love)
Nigga try to infiltrate, I fill 'em up with slugs (Grrah, grrah)
So I tell the graveyard, "Have that hole already dug"
We used to have roaches on the ceiling, now it's stars on the roof
Used to be a lover boy, now I'm a dog, hear me roof

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
I'm a young, turnt, rich nigga (Young, turnt, rich nigga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy
I'm a young, turnt, rich nigga (Young, turnt, rich nigga)
I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Alright)

[Post-Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion (That's no discussion)
You not my bitch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public (Trippin')
I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in (Real)
Walk in the million dollar meeting
This loud pack smellin' musty, woah
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?