Rich Boy (DEMO) The Kid LAROI (Ft. Nardo Wick)

[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"

[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

[Verse 2: The Kid LAROI]
All windows tinted on the Rolls (Woo)
Moncler for the times it was cold (Oh-woah)
Mama used to use food stickers
Now I got a half a ticket just for a show
Used to wake up, my back sore
Ask Kenny, he'll tell you the goal
Always kept it one hundred from the day one, that's my dog, fasho
Fuck whatever that they talking about
I'm with a bad ass bitch counting large amounts
I swear nobody ever thought that I'd amount to this (Haha)
Fuck 'em all for real, I'm too turnt up, woah-oh