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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Composer
Grant Dickinson
Grant Dickinson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Lab Cook
The Lab Cook
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
(TheLabCook)
Ooh
Aye, aye
Huh, huh
What, what
[Verse 2]
I tell her bring it back (What?)
Flexing with all the racks (Flex)
****, you ball cap (Cap)
I'm in the 'Bach, back (Back)
Why would you lie to me? (Lie)
She wanna ride with me (Skrrt!)
I got the Bentley, B (B)
You could go flex with me (Flex)
[Verse 3]
You know what I'm sayin'?
Y'all ****, y'all **** big cappin' man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Real deal, real deal, real racks
You know what I'm sayin'?
Whoa (Hold up, whoa)
[Verse 4]
I got a pink slip (Skrrt)
****, this big drip (Drip)
Your bitch was a quick rip (Rip)
I'm in a gang, bitch (Gang!)
You ain't on the same shit (Whoa)
I hit a lame bitch (Lame)
I had to lane switch (Lane)
I done got dumb rich (Rich)
[Verse 5]
Pinky ring 60K man (Huh)
You know what I'm sayin'? (No cap, no cap)
On a light day man (Light day)
Why would you lie? (Lie)
You can come slide (Slide)
She wanna ride (Ride)
Your bitch on my side (Bitch!)
[Verse 6]
Chanel shit (Chanel)
****, this Maybach Music (Maybach)
You get the sauce, don't lose it (Lose it)
My bitch took your bitch
She choosing (She choosing)
Might hit the plug off (Plug)
****, my plug call (Call)
Patek my wrist, dog (Wrist)
Buy shit when I'm pissed off!
[Verse 7]
I tell her bring it back (What?)
Flexing with all the racks (Flex)
****, you ball cap (Cap)
I'm in the 'Bach, back (Back)
Why would you lie to me? (Lie)
She wanna ride with me (Skrrt!)
I got the Bentley, B (B)
You could go flex with me (Flex)
[Verse 8]
Racking up hunnids (Hunnids)
The plug, I fronted (What?)
****, this nothing (It's nothing)
Berlin stuntin' (Stuntin')
Why is you cuffin'? (Why is you cuffin'?)
**** you bluffin' (**** you bluffin')
Ooh (Ooh!)
Big rings
She want Versace
That's small things (Versace)
Plaques on the wall
Just pick up my call (Pick up my brrt!)
I'm pissin' 'em off (Pissin' 'em off)
They wanna see me fall (See me fall)
But them racks is up (Racks)
Tell her back it up (Back it)
Get up in that pussy
I might damage her
[Verse 9]
I make her miss me (Miss me)
Can't let her kiss me (Nah)
Money so crispy (Crispy)
Trappin' the Whitney (Trap)
Ooh, told that bitch quit playin'
She don't listen (She don't listen)
Please don't touch no pots up in my kitchen
[Verse 10]
I finna bring it back (What?)
Flexing with all the racks (Flex)
****, you ball cap (Cap)
I'm in the 'Bach, back (Back)
Why would you lie to me? (Lie)
She wanna ride with me (Skrrt!)
I got the Bentley, B (B)
You could go flex with me (Flex)
Written by: Dimitri Roger, Grant Dickinson, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
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