Rich Muthafucka

[Produced by Mike WiLL Made It]

[Verse 1]

Bitches say my diamonds be retarded

My little boy worth a mil in kindergarten

You in the VIP but ain't important

You say you want a bottle but can’t afford it

Growing up I ain’t have a lot of choices

My mama dropped me off on Moreland

She a vulture, it was better man, it was torture

If you married to a broke bitch my nigga divorce her

You don’t want these five hunnids

Then it ain’t and I can tell ya

If yo baby daddy broke then your child is a failure

Flash back to 99 now I got some shit to sell ya

Fast foward to 2009, Guwap got something to mail ya

I’m smoking gangsta kush, I’m on the toilet

They pulled us over but your girlfriend took the charges

Your boyfriend broke, can’t even buy a pair of Jordans

I’m ballin so hard I might buy a pair of Porsches

[Hook]

I’m a rich muthafucka

And she a thick muthafucka

Zone 6, muthafucka

And we some rich muthafuckas

[Verse 2]

Man I laughing to the bank again

Smoking dank no limit, it’s the tank again

Ice cream, Gucci Mane with the diamond grin

And if you really love me baby let me fuck your friend

I’m so turnt up that she tuned in

My penthouse so big she wanna move in

And my rims so big man it can’t fit

15 chains on, call me Slick Rick

Thick bitch, hill squarin' like a red nose

And these Forgis got me squattin' like a blue pitt

I got my main ho buyin more extendos

And shitin' on all my old foes, was my old goal

.44 bull frog, you a tadpole

[Hook]