FYBR (First Year Being Rich) (feat. A$AP Twelvyy, A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ant, A$AP Ferg, KEY! & Playboi Carti)

First year being rich

I'm bout to cop a house on Riverside

Checkin' off my list

I buy a boat, I put your crib inside

Mental need a fix

I'm feeling broken since my nigga died

Multiply my chips

I'm losing count, it's hard to memorize

Boost the economy dollar for dollar, I gotta be

Lit up my neck, hit the lottery

Did it for Prodigy, wilding in Prada

Oh while I be worth my mind and my prophecy

Coppin these properties, came with a bank and monopoly

Just bought estate in the colony

Bankin' a shot off the balcony, mob with the infantry

Rich what I gotta be, nigga

Movin' stories and walkin' through the clouded room

Not the first time being rich, not the first time seeing shit

Made a promise I ain't going back to bein' broke

First year being rich, now I'mma cop me a brick

(Brick, brick, brick)

Niggas hate the bricks, then they shittin' bricks

Fuck the hit 'n' miss, niggas missing hits

Illegitimate at hitting licks

Gold neck full of hidden gems

In the gym like I'm gettin' ripped

My rhetoric, nigga let it drip

A half a billion by 36

Top of the year was broke (cash out)

Done been had lint in my pocket

Now I'm plugged like a socket, bankrolls in my pocket

Paypal was on zero, now I'm counting more zeros

Bank account lookin' like Cheerios

With a Mob like Robert De Niro

Had to learn both grind and patience

Took my moms on a trip to Jamaica

I thought I wasn't gon' make it, I was so impatient

Stressed out, my head was aching, now my palms be itchin'

Now these bitches trippin', now my bank be drippin'

Last year I was broke, I ain't goin' back to shit

This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich

Niggas give me dap and these hoes gon' show me love

I remember what it was, I remember what it was

This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich

This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich

This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich

This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

She want to rock with the man

She want to hop in the Lam, rock wit the band

She wanna rock with the gang

Ooh, pop a lil' band

Ooh, I got mo' bands than yo' man

Started from pots and pans, to all of these fans

And all these hoes in my pants ooh, ooh

I walk in that bih, I don't dance, ooh

She drippin', lil bitch, she don't dance, ooh

Holdin' my dick with no hands, ooh

She coolin' me off with no fan, ooh

Free my lil guy in the jail, ooh

I keep a drum like a band, ooh

We robbin these niggas no change, ooh

Then I take that to the floor, ooh

I'm already rich, but I feel like I'm broke

Huh, nigga, you know

If I go broke, I'ma cop me a O

Yeah, buyin' my uncle a stove

Whippin,' whippin,' whippin' real hard

Teenage whippin' like he Betty Crocker

She eat the dick up, she the headdie mobster

When the strippers on me throw confetti dollars (that's right)

When I touch a billion, that's when I'm rich

Stackin' my money, you not with the shits

Hundred on the Rollie and my mom got the crib

They callin me Tookie, Ice blew it in the crib

Put the hammer in the Benz cause I'm too legit to quit

Addy caught me chillin on the Audi with a bitch

Call me Niggarace, each finger, it glists

You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this