That's Rich

(Fifteen dollars for a drink? I’ll fucking stay dehydrated)

[Verse ?]

Make it rain at the club

For just one song

And man these girls go nuts

For Target thong

And leave a message at the beep

But I'm not calling back

Man we only leave the club

When our cards are maxed

[Chorus]

I'm talking rich

That's rich

I'm that bitch

That's rich

That's rich

[Bridge]

I'm talking bottles

I'm fucking with these models

She rides me like a throttle

She's all up on my dick

She thinks I'm popping bottles

I'm fucking all these models

She rides me like a throttle

She's all up on my dick

She thinks I'm fucking rich

[Outro]

(Oh my fucking God)

(I'm so genuinely rich)

(I swear to fucking God, I'm rich)