Why You Mad Rich The Kid

[Chorus]
Hopping out the Rari
I don came from the bottom
Got a whole lotta cash
Money on the table
Got money on the floor
Got money in the bag
Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
Hopping out the Rari
I don came from the bottom
Got a whole lotta cash
Money on the table
Got money on the floor
Got money in the bag
Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad?

[Verse 1]
Broke nigga wanna talk
Got money in the vault
She buy me Giuseppe, she tell me she love me...
You cuffing her, trusting her, giving her money
Why ya mad cause I came up?
Say I wouldn't make it fuck nigga i'm famous...
Pull up in the Audi, the Rarri i'm racing
No mo' wearin Ralph Lauren
My bitch so foreign
Trap jumpin like Jordan...
How many times I told yall
I'm drinking that lean
Out the bottle in the morning...
Yung nigga I come from the hood
Flex and finesse and I juug
Rich nigga I made me a milli
My momma she told me I would
Red bottoms when I'm walking it's a murder scene
OG gas bags light green, Listerine
I didn't pass history
But it don't get to me
Racking and stacking the currency...
You love her, you give her yo card
I'm in yo garage
She suck me
She getting me hard
You kissing that broad