Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Krez
Performer
Ghostemane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Krez
Songwriter
Ghostemane
Songwriter
RONNY J
Songwriter
wifisfuneral
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Krez
Producer
Ghostemane
Producer
RONNY J
Producer
wifisfuneral
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, ay, yeah, Rich Life
Rich Life, Rich Life, Rich Life
Rich Life
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, aite
[Verse 3]
Feel like Usher with this huge chain
Diamonds boomerang
I can't go out unless it's you and me
I'm off that Easter pink
Mama, I'm fuckin' around with that
[Verse 4]
Yeah, ay
[Verse 5]
Feel like Usher with this huge chain
Diamonds boomerang
I can't go out unless it's you and me
I'm off that Easter pink
Mom, I was fuckin' around with that foolery
They up all right on me
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Lil' Zay from out the bridge
So stack them racks like eight feet deep
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Lil Zay from out the bridge
So stack them racks like eight feet deep
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
[Verse 6]
I can't trust none, so I keepin' it by my side
Why? 'Cause fuck **** wanna see me die
Why? They don't wanna see me flex this ice
I quit that hatin' shit
That's why I'm flexin' with no try, hi, run
Yeah, I'm flexin' out the mansion
Why your bitch all in my mentions?
Steady stressin', smokin' good gas my profession
I was posted out in Texas gettin' right within my sections
Swear I had a good 'tuition
I'm investin', ****, been in the 12
Knockin', then I'm dippin'
And the trap's steady bunkin'
So it's up like, where'd you get 'em?
Man, we servin' through the backdoor, can't act though
Two hunnid all on my Act' throat
I'm fuckin' on a bad ho
Then we serve 'em through the backdoor, can't act though
Okay, two hunnid all on my Act' throat
I'm fuckin' on a bad ho
[Verse 7]
Feel like Usher with this huge chain
Diamonds boomerang
I can't go out unless it's you and me
I'm off that Easter pink
Mom, I was fuckin' around with that foolery
They up all right on me
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Lil Zay from out the bridge
So stack them racks like eight feet deep
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Lil Zay from out the bridge
So stack them racks like eight feet deep
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Okay, ay
[Verse 8]
Bitch, I fucked your ex, now she my next
We runnin' this shit, when she give me neck
Don't send her no text
I came up approaching, told me yes
I get to put in a hex all on you and your set
Beat me until I am dead
Summon a demon and tell 'em I talk it like that
Bitch, I'm the goat, a Baphomet, a man I thought was dead
Exclaimin' that I'm Satan, made of flames, your brain abominated
Say my name, man, bring me on back to the plane
Never gonna be another me
I'm speakin' that tongue till I'm makin' my way
To the life where I will stay, ain't never gonna sacrifice
[Verse 9]
Feel like Usher with this huge chain
Diamonds boomerang
I can't go out unless it's you and me
I'm off that Easter pink
Mom, I was fuckin' around with that foolery
They up all right on me
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Lil Zay from out the bridge
So stack them racks like eight feet deep
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Lil' Zay from out the bridge
So stack them racks like eight feet deep
Fuck that sack up, now I'm back
Look what them racks done did to me
Okay, ay
Written by: Don Krez, Ghostemane, RONNY J, wifisfuneral
