FYBR (First Year Being Rich) A$AP Mob (Ft. A$AP ANT, A$AP Ferg, A$AP Rocky, A$AP Twelvyy, KEY! & Playboi Carti)

[Intro: A$AP Twelvyy]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: A$AP Twelvyy]
First year being rich, I'm 'bout to cop a house on Riverside
Checkin' off my list, I buy a boat, I put your crib inside
Mental need a fix, I'm feeling broken since my nigga died
Multiply my chips, I'm losing count, it's hard to memorize
Boost the economy, dollar for dollar, I gotta be
Lit up my neck, hit the lottery
Did it for Prodigy, wilding in Prada, old Wallabee
Worth in my mind and my prophecy
Coppin these properties, came with a bank and monopoly
Just bought estate in the colony
Bankin' a shot off the balcony, Mob with the Infantry
Rich what I gotta be, nigga

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Movin' stories and walkin' through the clouded room
Not the first time being rich, not the first time seeing shit
Made a promise I ain't going back to bein' broke
First year being rich, went and copped me a brick (Brick, brick, brick!)
Niggas hittin' bricks, then they shittin' bricks
Fuck your hit and miss, niggas missing hits
Illegitimate at hitting licks
Gold neck full of hidden gems, in the gym, like I'm gettin' ripped
My rhetoric, nigga, let it drip, a half a billion by 36