I'm so fuckin' rich I'm a young rich bastard Big FN get to sprayin' through your door When I was a kid I wanted to ride 24's I be drinkin' pints He be playin' with his nose I was sellin' 'bows Way before I sold a phone MVP without a ring Shit I feel like Karl Malone I'm high as hell, but if you try it I'ma pop you in your dome My hoes don't even be Cryin' like these niggas, truth be told I just went Amiri shoppin' and That K was my tote I'm smokin' dirty Faygo They shoot on my say so I drink so much fuckin' lean You'd think I had eight colds 500K for my house, nigga f*ck yo bankroll She got a diamond link Wrapped around her lil' ankle Yesterday my pint was full I'm thinkin' where'd my drank go? Your BM a runner Boy don't act like you don't know My new bitch so rich She might just pull up in a Rolls To me you ain't important So I won't pick up my phone These big ol' Balenciagas got the Size on them toes Boy the way you dick suckin' Hope you on his payroll We'll put sixty in your car Try to follow us home First time I approve someone Name is Mike Jones Three bitches, one me, I'm enough They can share Three bitches on me, I'm gettin' head Pullin' hair i won't let him come around I know he wanna drop a tear I send my niggas with them choppas They gon' do him like a bear I'ma be a billionaire in 'bout Five to six years One sixty in a Lam' truck Watch how fast we disappear I keep me a double cup I ain't sippin' on no beer If you see me and you stare It just make you look weird If you see me don't stare I might shoot from ear to ear 745 with the Gucci interior I see a rich nigga when I'm lookin' in the mirror I SS2, is a nigga still steering?