Courtesy Of A Rich N**** Stunna Girl

[Pre-Chorus]
Courtesy of a rich nigga

[Chorus]
Courtesy of a rich nigga
My wrist, my bag
Ride around in a lamb
Courtesy of a rich nigga
My toes in the sand, he want to buy a bitch land
I only fuck with rich bitches
Take trips to islands, now my ass got a tan
I am not one of them
Remember I was in a jam
Shit could still hit the fan

[Verse 1]
I only accept apologies in the form of cash
Multiple deposit fees added to my stash
I'm the reason why niggas posting red flags
Reckless eyeballin', niggas starin' at my ass
All my bitches balling, all the niggas wanna smash
All the niggas calling, we them bitches they harass
Once I grip on it, nigga he ain't finna last
Squeeze technique, had it coming fast
My face card valid, I don't give a bitch a pass
Last bitch had smoke turned into a ash
Call the nigga white 'cause his dick hella trash
200 on the dash, I'mma show you how to Dash
Designer cars switching lanes when I hit the gas
Peek into my closet, all you seen is some Tag
Hold my big meat, shit I'm blowing money fast
I ain't beggin' for it, but he still want the cash