Rich Junkie Tay B (Ft. Skilla Baby)

[Intro: Tay B]
(Okay, Jones)
Huh

[Chorus: Tay B]
Yeah, addicted to designer, I guess I'm a rich junkie
A nigga tryna rob me, I come off the hip dumpin'
Pandemic boys, I know you niggas miss money
Thinkin' 'bout my granny, other than that, I don't miss nothin'
Yeah, this shirt plain as hell, but it cost me six hundred
Got on plain jane now, but I can come out wrist bustin'
Bougie nigga, if I speak to your ho, the bitch lucky
You can keep that bitch, I don't want your ho, that bitch ugly

[Verse 1: Tay B]
Hmm, man, a lot of rappers broke, I'll sign you
Lil' nigga, I'm the shit, must I remind you?
If my brother say it's on the floor, I'm right behind you
I'm the one that's hoppin' out with you, I can't drive you
I am not the one to fuck with, must I advise you?
Baby, I can't trust you, gotta hit you with a condom
It's really hard for me to fall in love, that's on my mama
Tender niggas wanna kill me, it ain't shit but some vagina
Your kit cheap, it ain't worth the shit that's in my closet
Don't wanna get rich, I don't even wanna be around you
You can leave if you wanna leave, I won't hound you
I ain't makin' love to no ho, I'm gon' pound you