Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rich , by - The Plug. Song from the album Plug Talk, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Plug
Song language: English
Rich |
| Hey, hey |
| Skrrt |
| W-W-Whoa |
| Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet |
| Hey, hey |
| Skrrt |
| W-W-Whoa |
| Patek on my bitch (Patek) |
| Then I put two titties on my stick (Boaw, roaw) |
| I don’t wanna hit her, pass her, an assist (Hey, hey) |
| I drop my top, the coupe, the sun hit off my wrist (Skrrt) |
| I been drippin', ain’t no slippin' in my pimpin' (Drippin', woo) |
| And I pop my rock, rich butt-whoop in the kitchen (Whoop, whoop) |
| I put Forgis on my Bentley, up my inches (Forgis, hey) |
| My bitch, she only want a Birkin to match her interest (Birkin, Birkin) |
| Time to get up my bag and get on a mission (Bag) |
| Niggas be goin' out sav', we handle the business (Sav') |
| Get your bitch, she winkin' eyes and blowin' kisses (Get your bitch) |
| I keep fire, the Glock a .40 with a biscuit (I keep fire) |
| Got tunnel vision |
| I done stacked my money up, I’m goin' up on my wealth (Hey) |
| Did it with my gang so I can’t go to top myself (Gang) |
| You can smell Gelati and Biscotti on my breath (Gelati) |
| Shawty wanna dive in my water, Michael Phelps (Splash) |
| I got stripes, I’m a ref, double D up on my belt (Stripes, Dior) |
| Drugs on the sheld, codeine, cocaine and MF (Codeine, hey) |
| Whole hundred thousand in my pocket, I can’t stop (Woo, woo) |
| Drippin' on these bitches, it’s a problem, need some help (Drip, hey) |
| I been dreamin', diamonds made these bitches eat the semen (Hey) |
| Fiendin', I keep God with me, watch the demons (God) |
| Leanin', codeine in my blood and it’s streamin' (Hoo, hoo) |
| Genie, you get three wishes, where the green at? |
| (Hoo, hoo, cash) |
| Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it’s porridge (Yeah) |
| And I’ma eat that pussy, I ain’t borin', pussy, I ain’t borin' |
| Chanel up on your feet and I adore it |
| And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich |
| Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain’t even sorry, yeah, ain’t even sorry (Yeah, woo) |
| Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it’s porridge (Yeah) |
| And I’ma eat that pussy, I ain’t borin', pussy, I ain’t borin' |
| Chanel up on your feet and I adore it |
| And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich (Yeah) |
| Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain’t even sorry, yeah, ain’t even sorry |
| Gaze at my jewels, Js are my jewels (Yeah, woo) |
| .38, that’s my tool, we don’t aim for the rood (Skeet, skeet, skeet) |
| Bando Baby 29, you’ll die right here (Woo) |
| This is somethin' you see every light-light year, yeah (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) |
| Bando, hmm (Woo, woo, woo) |
| Nigga tryna do his research like it’s Recess and he Randall (Randall) |
| When we ride out, we in camo (Skeet, skeet, skeet) |
| Mm, mm, mm, mm (Bah, bah, bah, bah) |
| Murder’s a subject that we can handle |
| Darlin', can I get a taste? |
| (Can I?) |
| Eat your pussy for lunch and I’ll shoot your boyfriend in the face (Hahaha) |
| Let’s go Paris for the weekend |
| Darlin', I can keep a secret |
| Yo, I sipped lean last night, I couldn’t sleep last night (Yeah) |
| Too much on my mind, I couldn’t dream last night |
| I go Paris, I’ma need tonight |
| She a Capricorn, she’s with me tonight |
| Girl, you’re a bad habit, spend thousands and I don’t panic (No) |
| Eat her pussy with no teeth, I leave no damage (Haha) |
| She just said, «Celiné me,» she’s dyin' for those CCs |
| Baby, fuck me like you need me (Ooh) |
| These niggas whippin' coke, but they’re bad at it (Mm) |
| I just poured a four, I took a Xan with it (Mm, mm) |
| I throw you 50 bands, you keep it a secret (Woo, skeet, skeet) |
| Promise that you’ll never ever tell where I’m leapin' (Skeet, skeet, skeet) |
| Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it’s porridge (Yeah) |
| And I’ma eat that pussy, I ain’t borin', pussy, I ain’t borin' |
| Chanel up on your feet and I adore it |
| And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich |
| Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain’t even sorry, yeah, ain’t even sorry (Yeah, woo) |
| Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it’s porridge (Yeah) |
| And I’ma eat that pussy, I ain’t borin', pussy, I ain’t borin' |
| Chanel up on your feet and I adore it |
| And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah) |
| Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich (Yeah) |
| Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain’t even sorry, yeah, ain’t even sorry |