Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On My Way , by - Rich The Kid. Release date: 03.11.2016
Song language: English
On My Way |
| On my way to the bank with some hundreds |
| Bitch thats where my money stay |
| (I was on my way) |
| On my way to her place |
| She said turn up then we turn up everyday |
| (I was on my way) |
| On my way to the jeweler |
| Told nigga that I need a new chain |
| (that I need a new chain) |
| On my way to my jeweler |
| Told that nigga that I need like two chains |
| (that I need like two chains) |
| And if a nigga try to snatch it |
| Then that nigga gonna need a new brain |
| (he gonna need a new brain) |
| I told my team fore' you pop em |
| And you drop em |
| Bro just leave my shoes clean |
| Before we pick it up |
| We pick em up and throw his ass through the food chain |
| Chewy 7:30 loco I’ma show you nigga’s how to do things |
| On my way to your bitch house |
| Young rich nigga in the bank pullin' racks out |
| Pourin' I pull up in Forgi’s |
| Bitches is gorgeous |
| Droppin' the top on the Porsches |
| Too many chains, she looked at my pinky she gave me the brain |
| Walk in the bank and they knowing my name |
| I’d rather be rich before the fame |
| You ain’t drop 50 racks on the Rollie |
| Back then I was broke you ain’t know me |
| In the trap I been trappin' until I OD |
| Fuck 12 I be runnin' from the Police |
| On the way to the check, I got the tech |
| Pull up I spray at your neck |
| She suckin' me up in the back of the Bentley |
| Where is the roof on the Bentley? |
| Got a whole lot of hoes they turn up |
| Bitches too foreign they come from the border |
| Countin' Blue Benjamins racks on the way |
| Smokin' on cookies they come from the Bay |
| Sippin the syrup in the morning, purple like Barney |
| I got a 'Rari it’s orange |
| She keep on callin', drippin' and pourin' |
| I cannot fuck her I’m touring |
| (Schmoney!) |
| Bitch I’m trapping and dappin, like my young nigga Rich |
| I just copped me an Aston, music keep blasting, too much water with grits |
| Shout out to all my QC brothers, it Feels Good to Be Rich |
| Jump Out the Gym, my house of the cliff, 2pac and Flip |
| Above the rim, that’s a brand new car, don’t lean on it |
| She wanna roll with a star, I told her dream on it |
| She tried to hop in my car, I had to speed on it |
| Saw it when hit 220 on the dash, with both feet on it |
| Fuck the speed limit, if coming too far |
| Because I be rushing to the schmoney, I’m a fiend with it |
| Got the cups with the ice with the lean in it |
| Red dot on a Glock, that’s a beam on it |
| Schmurder she wrote, red ink on it |
| The ship too full, don’t sink on it |
| Yellow diamonds in the rollie, put pink in it |
| And the Glock got a bite, don’t think of it (Bow!) |