[Intro: Jacquees]
Seventeen
Um
It's 'bout 2 o'clock in Miami
2 o'clock a.m
Lost at Sea 3
D-Roc
Yeah (Rich Gang)
[Chorus: Jacquees]
I wanna get richer
My vision blurry, bitch, but you see the picture
I rock that Patek, bit', but I want a Richard
And I can't see my niggas falling out
Bad bitches, got 'em calling out
And Stunna got them birds calling
Bad bitches from New Orleans
And yeen' seen the type I'm balling
Cash Money 'til the world blow
I gotta hit you with the lingo
Go get up, go get it
You gotta go get yours, yeah
Bitch, we outside and it's time to get richer (Jacquees)
[Verse 1: Jacquees]
Niggas fell off, they couldn't see the big picture
Shit, well I'm taking his chain, give that shit to my sisters
A nigga been grinding so long, think it's time to get bigger
Hear that you talking 'bout action, we still pulling triggers
Yеah, aye, it's time to go get it
Yеah, I'm too big for the city
Shit, I'll move out of state
First thing I get is a house and a drac'
Cancel them shows, I'm too big for them niggas
Step out the Lambo and get me a Wraith
I [?] 'bout two million in jewelry, I'm straight
Bitch I'm with the gang 'til they out in L.A
Patron pitchers
Please no pictures
She know I'm that nigga and I ain't gotta convince her
We in Miami where it's hot in the winter
It's just me, Stunna, [?], B.G., bad bitches and liquor (Yeah)
[Chorus: Jacquees]
I wanna get richer (I wanna get richer)
My vision blurry, bitch, but you see the picture (But you see the picture)
I rock that Patek, bit', but I want a Richard (A Richard)
And I can't see my niggas falling out (Nah)
Bad bitches, got 'em calling out (Wha?)
And Stunna got them birds calling
Bad bitches from New Orleans
And yeen' seen the type I'm balling
Cash Money 'til the world blow
I gotta hit you with the lingo
Go get up, go get it
You gotta go get yours, yeah
Bitch, we outside and it's time to get richer
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Aye
Bitch go get it, we ain't giving nothing
Early morning with this money, we've been hitting hustling
Rich nigga lifestyle, we've been living life
Doing shows overseas for a bigger price
Lost my old ho, for a better ho
Got a whole new crib with some Persion flows
I want a rich bitch on some rich shit
And puts a rich nigga on some rich shit
Woah, it's just some diamonds on another summer
It's how we coming, nigga, doing numbers
And we filled it, nigga, doing numbers
Woah, and we repping and we stepping harder
[Chorus: Jacquees & B.G.]
I wanna get richer
My vision blurry, bitch, but you see the picture
I rock that Patek, bit', but I want a Richard
And I can't see my niggas falling out
Bad bitches, got 'em calling out
And Stunna got them birds calling
Bad bitches from New Orleans
And yeen' seen the type I'm balling
Cash Money 'til the world blow
I gotta hit you with the lingo
Go get up, go get it (Aye, aye)
You gotta go get yours, yeah
Bitch, we outside and it's time to get richer
[Verse 3: B.G.]
Play with me, nigga, you know wassup
Play with me, nigga, you know wassup
Pin a bitch nigga to the ground
That's what the choppas is loaded for
Do a nigga the worst way
Back in the game, I'm in first place
[?] on these bitch niggas
Every day like it's a birthday
Came home, gotta check on 'em
Back and forth on these jets on 'em
Gotta shine, gotta flex on 'em
Bust down that Rolex on 'em
Bust down that AP on 'em
White on white the new fleet on 'em
Beaches are real hot, boy
'Til I die, I keep it G on 'em
VVS my peace on 'em
All whited my tee on 'em
Jacquees and Birdman and [?]
And we lost at sea on 'em
Miami, South Beach on 'em
D-Roc on the beat on 'em
Still running these streets on 'em
Nigga, we on 'em
These condos and houses, nigga, we own 'em
All these foreign whips, nigga, we own 'em
You see these bad bitches, nigga, we on 'em
Yeah
Rich Gang
