Ricch Nigga

[Intro: Roddy Ricch]

Nah, I say rich man, rich man

That’s what I said every time, rich man

Hmm

She said she want a, she said she want a, ayy

Ah-ah-ahem

Ah-ah-ahem

Rich man, yay

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga

And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga

I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga

When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga

And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga

I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga

When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]

Rollin up the duffel bag and seta right

Flyin' in a foreign drinkin' lean Sprite

Whippin' in the kitchen with my teams right

She callin' up my phone like, "What it be like"

I call her ass back like, "What the fuck, ho"

Get into this dick like she my cup, ho

Money, that’s what I be makin' much more

Hangin' at the trap house, po-po at the front door

Bad bitch in the BM she be swerving

Do magic with the money like I’m Irvin

Youngins we be puttin' all the work in

And we be on the corners, bitch we servin'

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga

And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga

I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga

When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga

And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga

I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga

When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

[Verse 2: P1]

Yeah, heard she got a nigga I’ma still fuck her

Start to eat that dick like it’s still some'n'

And you gon' find out and you gon' still trust her

And I’ma still duck her and you gon' still love her

You know 'bout me, can’t say I give a fuck

She pull up in that Bim', you know she gon' give it up

Got three juice in my two cup

Same day and a new slut

New brand in my new truck

Hit it once, don’t give two fucks

Gamin' and the crew up for real

And she gon' give me brain 'til the lil' bitch silly

She fuckin' no discussion 'cause she know I work this Billy

Call me Papi with the P upon my cap like I’m from Philly

Yeah, man I got it

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga

And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga

I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga

When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

She say she wanna fuck with a rich nigga

And you ain’t with us 'less you on the list nigga

I be ballin' in the streets like a nig' nigga

When she in a foreign that’s the only time she miss niggas

[Outro: Roddy Ricch & P1]

I call her ass back like, "What the fuck, ho"

Hangin' at the trap house, po-po at the front door

Heard she had a nigga I’ma still fuck her

And you gon' find out and you gon' still trust her