Rich Bitch

Flip, flip, got Gucci lipstick

I never had a bitch that hang out with the rich kids

She 'bout her business, I'm doin' big shit

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch

I go down on her body in the mornin'

Hit it from the back, I'm doin' 50 in a foreign

Buss down and Fendi, designer drippin' no Ralph Lauren

You was my shawty but now I'm playin', I'm ignorin'

Like fuck you thinkin'?

I'ma pull up for the weekend (skrr, skrr)

With my gang, we be geekin'

Why you so conceited?

We gon' fuck till we seasick

Red bottoms on her feet and they bleedin'

Flip, flip (flip, flip), got Gucci lipstick (lipstick)

I never had a bitch that hang out with the rich kids

She 'bout her business, I'm doin' big shit

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch

Flip, flip, got Gucci lipstick (lipstick)

I never had a bitch that hang out with the rich kids

She 'bout her business, I'm doin' big shit

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch

I'ma ball out, no limit (uh-uh)

Designer addiction (yeah)

She ain't called in a minute

I can't stop for no bitches (uh-uh)

Ran up all of them digits (yeah)

Drip you down, give you kisses

Change your main name into "Mrs."

I can't change for the riches (ayy)

Drip, drip, I got Gucci fists, bitch (yeah)

Dior on my pants and plus my toes

It cost me six bricks (drip, drip, six bricks)

We wasn't rich kids but now we on some rich shit

Behind my name, my brother slide just like a ripstick (yeah)

Flip, flip (flip, flip), got Gucci lipstick (lipstick)

I never had a bitch that hang out with the rich kids

She 'bout her business, I'm doin' big shit

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch

Flip, flip, got Gucci lipstick (lipstick)

I never had a bitch that hang out with the rich kids

She 'bout her business, I'm doin' big shit

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch (yeah)

I never thought that I'd be fuckin' with a rich bitch