Richard Mille

[Chorus]

Yeah

Put your bitch up in a Richard Millie kit (Yeah)

You be saving money, I been ran through all these millions (Yeah)

Niggas they be fake and I be feeling it

Yeah, fuck a Rolls-Royce, told that hoe that I am really rich (Rich)

Ask that girl, “like what you think I really is?” (Really is)

One of a Pagani, (Yeah), bitch I don’t [?] (No)

They cannot slime me, and hideout from me (Yeah)

Sometimes I don’t even know just where my fucking feelings is

[Verse]

Sometimes lookin’ at these niggas like all their my children is

I ain’t even got to talk, I got too much, I’m slatt, you dig?

Camе in here with a bag, you dig?

Everything you do is so trash, you dig?

Nowadays, gotta watch my back, you dig?

Nowaways, all black mattе, you dig?

Every bitch you got, I been had, you dig?

Fuck one bitch, that’s tax, no way

I got too much cash on me, like, I can never look no way

Niggas know, got different cribs, so they don’t know um where I stay

Looking at my neck, my wrist, my teeth it look just like snow day

[Bridge]

Yeah, I’m with my dawg, yeah

Yeah, I got it all, yeah

Yeah, I’m gonna ball, yeah

Yeah

[Chorus]

Yeah

Put your bitch up in a Richard Millie kit (Yeah)

You be saving money, I been ran through all these millions (Yeah)

Niggas they be fake and I be feeling it

Yeah, fuck a Rolls-Royce, told that hoe that I am really rich (Rich)

Ask that girl, “like what you think I really is?” (Really is)

One of a Pagani, (Yeah), bitch I don’t [?] (No)

They cannot slime me, and hideout from me (Yeah)

Sometimes I don’t even know just where my fucking feelings is

[Outro]

Yeah, I’m with my dawg, yeah

Yeah, I got it all, yeah

Yeah, I’m gonna ball, yeah

Yeah