Rich Nigga - Young Dolph, Tim Gates

Uh-huh

Dolph

Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)

All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga

But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

Now I did everything they said I couldn’t do (Uh-huh)

If you had no other choice nigga wouldn’t you?

What’cha know about trapping with them hundred-round drummers, boy?

Counting bread and killing instrumentals made by Drumma Boy (Paper Route Empire)

I’m doing too much they get scared

Went and got that coupe and then went got that iced out big head

But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga

I was raised not to hate but I swear I hate snitch niggas (I hate 'em)

Oops, I’m sorry, I’m the type of nigga to fall in there fresh as fuck and smoke

out the party

I count my first hundred bands and said «Hallelujah!»

I can’t do nothing but win, 'cause I’m a sore loser

Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)

All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga

But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

Ayy, all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga (Yeah)

I don’t speak too much I just hold up my wrist nigga (Dope boy)

Them hoes be like «Dolph you think you slick, nigga» (Ha)

Too many faces out here I do it for my real niggas

Now I ain’t ever had shit

So now that I got it now, can’t nobody tell me shit

Everything I got, my nigga, I got it on my own

And every time you see me I flash, fuck I’m hella stoned (Sorry)

Pardon me do you have a lighter?

Smoke a nigga rich nigga shit

On my young rich nigga shit

Then have a young rich nigga spit

Memphis team, dawg, word, that’s my shit

Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)

All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga

But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

Yeah, told my family we gonna live like the Jacksons

Just be patient, and let me put it into action (Do it)

Niggas getting wrong, ain’t no more relaxing (Now that ain’t’t)

Now I fuck with some hoes in high fashion

Big money family that’s my only passion

And the lawyer promise you, you gonna get your fraction

All you hear is numbers, you think you in math class

Complete everything I never been a half-ass

You know what it do, tryna live with the crew

Every night screwing, wake up to an ocean view (Right)

Yeah we make it happen never heard a no-excuse

And fuck with this Memphis nigga guaranteed to get the blues

Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)

All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga (Paper Route)

Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga

But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga