(Play me some pimpin', man)
Baby
Baby, baby, baby
Oh, baby (Baby)
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, it's Dolph
(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the **** up")
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
Verse 1: Young Dolph
Ten toes, stayed down (Yeah), real hustlin' (Yeah)
Cut a couple *****s' water off, but still love 'em (**** 'em)
Young *****, big heart (Big), big **** (Big)
G-Wagen or the double-R, which truck?
Ball hard for the days when I didn't have it (Ayy)
She bad as a mother****er, but she still ratchet (Ayy)
Started in South Memphis, ended up in a mansion (Ayy)
Ain't no stylist needed here, crazy with the fashion (Uh-huh)
I'm just poppin' my shit, nah, I ain't braggin' (Yeah, yeah)
Pickin' up bags all in Paris (Yeah, yeah)
Flood my neck out with some carats (Uh)
My young *****s the neighborhood terrorists
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though, yeah)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion
Please don't wish me well if you used to give me hell
*****s send they last to fake it when it's free to be real, huh
Please don't come and tell me 'bout no story that you heard
This is not Sesame Street, I do not kick it with no birds, ah
Brown skin ***** in a black Lam' swervin' (Black Lam' swervin')
I just blew a bag on all-black Birkin (On an all-black Birkin)
I think that I might be way too real of a ***** (Way too real of a *****)
Ayy, he told me watch my mouth, I told him, "*****, watch your kids," huh
This that rich ***** *****, if it ain't, then he ain't lookin' (He ain't lookin')
You can't take my ***** from me with your cleanin' or your cookin' (Or your cookin', *****)
Drive my Phantom through the hood on some ***** shit, ayy (Skrrt)
You can't **** my ***** 'cause he with a rich ***** (Ah)
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (The bag)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Woo)
Shit, rocks around my neck, they match the ones that's on my 'fit (Damn)
Seen a girl from high school in traffic, blew her a kiss (What up?)
Too rich for a broke *****, baby, nah, we don't mix
I got bad ******* comin' by the twos like a Twix
Drive my Lambo' like a Chevy on some rich ***** shit (Skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she a rich ***** *****
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich ***** list (Told you)
Black ass *****, quarter mil' on his wrist (Hey)
Black ass ***** with a bad ass ***** (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (Uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (For real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get to this (Yeah)