| Uh-huh | 
| Dolph | 
| Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah) | 
| All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga | 
| Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga | 
| But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga | 
| Now I did everything they said I couldn’t do (Uh-huh) | 
| If you had no other choice nigga wouldn’t you? | 
| What’cha know about trapping with them hundred-round drummers, boy? | 
| Counting bread and killing instrumentals made by Drumma Boy (Paper Route Empire) | 
| I’m doing too much they get scared | 
| Went and got that coupe and then went got that iced out big head | 
| But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga | 
| I was raised not to hate but I swear I hate snitch niggas (I hate 'em) | 
| Oops, I’m sorry, I’m the type of nigga to fall in there fresh as fuck and smoke | 
| out the party | 
| I count my first hundred bands and said «Hallelujah!» | 
| I can’t do nothing but win, 'cause I’m a sore loser | 
| Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah) | 
| All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga | 
| Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga | 
| But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga | 
| Ayy, all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga (Yeah) | 
| I don’t speak too much I just hold up my wrist nigga (Dope boy) | 
| Them hoes be like «Dolph you think you slick, nigga» (Ha) | 
| Too many faces out here I do it for my real niggas | 
| Now I ain’t ever had shit | 
| So now that I got it now, can’t nobody tell me shit | 
| Everything I got, my nigga, I got it on my own | 
| And every time you see me I flash, fuck I’m hella stoned (Sorry) | 
| Pardon me do you have a lighter? | 
| Smoke a nigga rich nigga shit | 
| On my young rich nigga shit | 
| Then have a young rich nigga spit | 
| Memphis team, dawg, word, that’s my shit | 
| Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah) | 
| All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga | 
| Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga | 
| But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga | 
| Yeah, told my family we gonna live like the Jacksons | 
| Just be patient, and let me put it into action (Do it) | 
| Niggas getting wrong, ain’t no more relaxing (Now that ain’t’t) | 
| Now I fuck with some hoes in high fashion | 
| Big money family that’s my only passion | 
| And the lawyer promise you, you gonna get your fraction | 
| All you hear is numbers, you think you in math class | 
| Complete everything I never been a half-ass | 
| You know what it do, tryna live with the crew | 
| Every night screwing, wake up to an ocean view (Right) | 
| Yeah we make it happen never heard a no-excuse | 
| And fuck with this Memphis nigga guaranteed to get the blues | 
| Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah) | 
| All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga (Paper Route) | 
| Ask your bitch, yeah I’m the shit nigga | 
| But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga |