[Intro: Rich Amiri]
Yeah (Woo, fft)
I say (Woo)
[Chorus: Rich Amiri]
Ridin' with a stick, strapped up
Solo spin, I don't need backup (No cap, woo)
Oh, you love that ho? She suck me up 'til her knees act up (No cap, woo)
Oh, you got some clothes? I bet you don't got this Louis fur coat (No cap, woo)
Yeah, thirty-five hundred for a show, 'member way back I was kickin' in doors (Huh, woo)
I'ma just flex and finesse, bad Eritrean bitch play with my dreads (No cap, woo)
Slowin' down, pourin' up red
Act' with the Sprite, I ain't sippin' on Tuss' (Woo, Tuss')
Shootin' straight bricks like Russ
I don't want fame, I want them bucks (Woo)
Post me one time, ho, we done
Swear to God, you cut (No cap, woo)
[Verse: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, ERD on my shirt and my pants
Givenchy mesh look like I got a tan
I'm in them stores, I might drop a ten on 'em
They ain't even know 'bout the brand
That boy a ho, you ain't know 'bout your mans
You might just get lined, ain't know bout them plans
Ain't wastin' my time, they won't understand
I can show you how to get to them bands
I can show you how to get to that bag
Niggas thought they really knew about swag
The shit I rock, no one can't get a tag
I cut her off she say, "That was a drag"
Got a four, now I'm pourin' up slow
You worried 'bout me, you a friend or a foe?
I pass the blunt, she gettin' fried for sure
And I don't sleep, no, I don't cry for hoes
Yeah, you was lyin' for me
Now you don't got time for me
I'm a rich nigga, it's time to be
All about me 'cause they cryin' to me (For real, ayy)
She tellin' me everything, you would've thought she was signed to me, yeah
Now she want a wedding ring, I was like, "Bitch, who you tryin' to be?"
[Bridge: Lil Tecca]
Turn her to an eater, turn her to a diva
She just earned her stripes, turnt her to a cheetah (Brrt)
I could cut 'em off, now that I don't need 'em
They ain't see the vision, now they all believe us
[Chorus: Rich Amiri]
Ridin' with a stick, strapped up
Solo spin, I don't need backup (No cap, woo)
Oh, you love that ho? She suck me up 'til her knees act up (No cap, woo)
Oh, you got some clothes? I bet you don't got this Louis fur coat (No cap, woo)
Yeah, thirty-five hundred for a show, 'member way back I was kickin' in doors (Huh, woo)
I'ma just flex and finesse, bad Eritrean bitch play with my dreads (No cap, woo)
Slowin' down, pourin' up red
Act' with the Sprite, I ain't sippin' on Tuss' (Woo, Tuss')
Shootin' straight bricks like Russ
I don't want fame, I want them bucks (Woo)
Post me one time, ho, we done
Swear to God, you cut (Woo)
[Outro: Rich Amiri]
And, nah, I ain't playin'
Nigga got one time
I look on your story, I see me, it's over
I swear to God, huh, swear to God
