Rich Nigga Shit Rich The Kid

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[Chorus]
This that rich nigga shit
Got a AP on my wrist
This that rich nigga shit
I just cashed out on a Bent'
Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit
Rich nigga shit, this that rich nigga shit
Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit
Rich nigga shit, this that rich nigga shit

[Verse 1]
Rich nigga got money like Oprah
Hundred-fifty bands cashed in the sofa
Trap phone juggin' off a Motorolla
Got money on the table like a coaster
Two cups in the morning, I'm leanin'
In a Maserati just left Neiman's
Got a red bad bitch suck semen
Feels good to be rich, I'm dreamin'
Twenty bands for a show, QC chain froze
Got your bitch on go
Porsche white like snow
Made a mil off blow
And I'm still gettin' mo'
Can't trust no bitch
My wrist game sick
Got four, five whips
Young nigga takin' trips
Muhfucka I'm rich

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