[Intro: G Herbo]
Yeah, G Herbo
Big Swerv'
Long live my brother Juice
999, 150 No Limit, 4L forever and ever
Let's go (Hit-Boy)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I'm a young rich nigga, I done got my funds up
Don't matter where you go, when they play my shit, they hands up
In the Royce, yeah, yeah, the Rolls, pulling up in the Phantom
Yeah, yeah, me or my gang stunt together
Where I come from, it get cold, nigga better keep his hammer
Two options in that life, dead or in the slammer
We desеrve a better lifе, had to get to them bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, gettin' rich together, oh-oh
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Ayy, ayy
Finally I ran them funds up (Ran it up)
Been through hell but we prevail, you can't tell what it done to us (Made It)
Took some L's and beat the streets, but I still keep a gun tucked (I got that)
I V12 my whole fleet, swinging thru this bitch like nunchucks (Brr, Hit-Boy)
All black coupes, Swervo run the 'Raq, true (True)
You got racks, I got 'em too (Yeah), blew a lot of stacks with Juice (No bap)
I got old plaques and new, started rapping and I knew (I knew)
I was gon' blow like a flute (I knew), I'm a star know how to shoot (Ballers, baow)
Panoramics switch the coupe (Coupe), throwing signs out the roof (Gang)
Been spazz inside the booth, any mic I shine through
Put they hatin' ass on mute, every time it's time to (Every time)
I stay on my grind (I stay on my grind), never came behind you (Ayy)
Rollie AP mine, and the Patek mine too
Plus my bitch a dime, you know I ain't lying to you
Gotta pay the fine, just for her to find you
Quarter ticket worth four diamonds when you see me slide through
Swerv'
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I'm a young rich nigga, I done got my funds up
Don't matter where you go, when they play my shit, they hands up
In the Royce, yeah, yeah, the Rolls, pulling up in the Phantom
Yeah, yeah, me or my gang stunt together
Where I come from, it get cold, nigga better keep his hammer
Two options in that life, dead or in the slammer
We deserve a better life, had to get to them bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, gettin' rich together, oh-oh
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I've struggled for so long, I got my feet up
It's just me, and my money, and my woman, and my keeper
How could I forget my Smith & Wesson, heater
I wake up, I thank God, turn to the side, then I kiss my bride
For worse, and for better, me and her are for forever
She, yeah, her, my obsession, my obsession
We belong together
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I'm a young rich nigga, I done got my funds up
Don't matter where you go, when they play my shit, they hands up
In the Royce, yeah, yeah, the Rolls, pulling up in the Phantom
Yeah, yeah, me or my gang stunt together
Where I come from, it get cold, nigga better keep his hammer
Two options in that life, dead or in the slammer
We deserve a better life, had to get to them bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, gettin' rich together
