Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Rich, artist - Chad Da DonDate of issue: 14.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Rich |
| Look at my drip, it’s crazy |
| The gold on my wrist 'bout eighty |
| I gotta get lit, I’m faded |
| And you thought that I couldn’t make it |
| Roll up, postin', smoked out, yeah yeah |
| Slow down, bad bitch, go down, yeah yeah |
| New rich, no kids, ball out, yeah yeah |
| New vogue, new rich, roll out, yeah yeah |
| Don’t fuck with me I’m a superstar |
| You can find me where the shooters are |
| Got no time for love, just a booty call |
| 'Cause I never wish on a shooting star |
| Shout out to God, you’re the greatest |
| She laid down on my bed, she naked |
| Took a picture of me and she framed it |
| Told myself when you hit it, you ace it |
| Smoking this kush on the daily |
| You smoking this good on occasion |
| This other bitch sent me location |
| I told her let’s see if I make it |
| Bringing the heat, all for the team |
| I just might run up a cheque |
| Hundred degrees, fucking with me |
| I just might let out the tape |
| You’re really weak, cannot compete |
| Bitch better show me respect |
| I know some sheiks |
| Fucking with me and you don’t know nothing 'bout them |
| Look at my drip, it’s crazy |
| The gold on my wrist 'bout eighty |
| I gotta get lit, I’m faded |
| And you thought that I couldn’t make it |
| Roll up, postin', smoked out, yeah yeah |
| Slow down, bad bitch, go down, yeah yeah |
| New rich, no kids, ball out, yeah yeah |
| New vogue, new rich, roll out, yeah yeah |
| I’ve been on a roller coaster, riding seventy |
| I’ve been smoking on this dope |
| That’s why my eyes are getting lean |
| I’ve been focused only on the outcomes? |
| I’m just stacking all this money up to spite the enemy |
| I’m not buying all the bullshit that you keep on selling me |
| Roll me up and toast, see, I’m what they pretend to be |
| Counting all my blessing, yeah, look what life is getting me |
| Rolling 'til the sun goes down, I’m like a better me |
| Look at my drip, it’s crazy |
| The gold on my wrist 'bout eighty |
| I gotta get lit, I’m faded |
| And you thought that I couldn’t make it |
| Roll up, postin', smoked out, yeah yeah |
| Slow down, bad bitch, go down, yeah yeah |
| New rich, no kids, ball out, yeah yeah |
| New vogue, new rich, roll out, yeah yeah |
| Show me those stacks like luggage pile |
| If they don’t flip now they’ll come around |
| I know how it sounds, we’re just helping out |
| You can’t ask me something I know nothing 'bout |
| Baby lick you lips, you should count it out |
| Got so many bottle, brought the town to the house |
| We’re gonna go for the? |
| two shit |
| This' what you do when you know your nuvo new rich |
| Look at my drip, it’s crazy |
| The gold on my wrist 'bout eighty |
| I gotta get lit, I’m faded |
| And you thought that I couldn’t make it |
| Roll up, postin', smoked out, yeah yeah |
| Slow down, bad bitch, go down, yeah yeah |
| New rich, no kids, ball out, yeah yeah |
| New vogue, new rich, roll out, yeah yeah |