I'm Rich Remix

[Intro Red Cafe]

Shake down

I got a tatted up bitch

Pissing on her titties

Louis bag YSL

Baddest in the city

That girl ass juicy

She got me getting trippy

She get freaky for the boss

She know I ball silly

[Intro hook]

Look I'm rich, I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich

My car fast, My bitch bad, I'm rich

I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich

My car fast, My bitch bad, I'm rich

I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

[ Red Cafe's Verse ]

And i'm faded

All the cars and wardrobe the latest

And the bottles coming non stop

Started from the bottom but a nigga still made it

Shake down mother fuck these haters

Roll up finna smoke of my papers

What it do though

I'm a fool though

Got the new Hublot car move blow

Back home from the district red light

Three chicks at a time one red light

Act crazy I got gunners

Got work and we doing numbers New York what

All my chicks swagged out

Out in Vegas i cashed out

Threw my forty five racks out

Then i poured up till i passed out

[ Hook ]

Fuck y'all I'm rich, I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich

My car fast, My bitch bad, I'm rich

I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

[ Ace Hood's verse ]

Okay now all hail to the king nigga

Glock forty's my pain killer

I ain't stunting on pussy niggas

Go and ask your bitch if she's seen realer

I'll give her back when i'm done with her

Suck it dry she's a babysitter

I'm at Anguilla eating conchfritters

And i'm smoking killer in a fly villa

I ain't new to this bitch i'm to legit

If i'm driving dog then its the latest shit

I ball hard on my bull shit

I'm like Micheal Jordan back in ninety six

I Stevie Wonder i don't see the shit

Probably hit your girl but i plead the fifth

Got the sky dweller for the time teller

Got a rich taste like a Wine Cellar

[French Montana's verse]

Bitching nigga crib inside the Central Park

Blowing money like i'm slanging Dope and Balling mall

If that pussy whack then i probably never call tomorrow

If that pussy good then i'll probably buy the bitch the mall

Heat game floor seats fuck that call the law

Alley-opp Fast Break could have stole the ball

Blowing money fast like i'm Rafael Andrews

Kill that pussy tell that ho go and call the reff

[ Jeremih's verse ]

Fuck y'all niggas counting other niggas figures

Better know a niggas rich

I know your money too short

And i be on the west coast just throw your bitch

I heard about you suckers

Y'all be chasing after money

I be running to the Chase

Now i got so much new fan

I'm like bitch get the fuck out my mother fucking face

Soon or later i'm a check a hundred

Assure you i'm the hottest of this R&B shit

And they know it

That bitch like my money

And my weed she blowing

In giuseppes sitting counting paper where Jamaicans be going

Take a trip too shorts make it rip double that

Make it flip Bankroll

Bless me i don't even need a handkerchief

[Hook]

Fuck y'all I'm rich, I racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich

My car fast, My bitch bad, I'm rich

I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich

My car fast, My bitch bad, I'm rich

I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich

Fuck y'all I'm rich