[Hook: Rich the Kid]
I'ma break my fucking wrist in the water nigga
Trap house got bricks, take an order nigga
We do not take any disrespect
I'm finally rich, now I got a check
No janitor, nigga got keys
I'm in Cali, smoking real good weed
And I'm still screaming fuck you pay me
Drop top Benz like I'm ridin' in the 80s

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
I don't do two over disrespect
Four twenty-seven chain around my neck
Breaking my wrist, damn them diamonds so heavy, my watch been fucked around and cost a Vet
Choppining the top on a two seater, got your bitch with me and she counting checks
Light them blunts back to back like cigarettes
Whip it, whip it, whip it 'til my wrist get wet
Trap jumping like it's (?)
Got a couple niggas that can take your order
Migos get it right across the border
Stacking all this cash, I'ma money holder
I ain't really with that kind of soda
Balling like a (?)
Flexing like the arm on baking soda
Serving through the burglar bars cause I don't know ya
I've been humble for a plate nigga
I don't ever need a break nigga
I know I got what it take nigga
Used to eat them noodles, now it's steak nigga
I've been sice a youngin' I was dope
Bitches around here (?) like (?)
Nigga all I really had was hope
I got it in the boat and (?)
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