Rich Guy

(album: So Icy Princess - 2018)

Aye, aye, aye
Bitch, doll!

I'm a rich bitch, I need a rich guy
Diamonds make me sea sick, like I'm at a fish fry
Heard you ain't no real bitch, watch you made them Benz dry
Petty list, I'm on it, number one, but guess they drip dry
Walk around the club, with my mans
Talking all that shit, bitch I'm good with these hands
Bitch I get that money ain't no time to make a friend
I'm so hot I'm in a trance, fuck with me you wish you can

Walk up in the party, looking extra, smoking Marley
I don't hang with these bitches, they two faced, I call them Charlie
The chopper eat his body, drip a creeper, niggas farted
They hating on me, they waiting on me, I'm right bitch in the order
Dip locks, smoking butter finger, I'm so hot it made my lip lock
I got extra smoke, it cost a million, just to get hot
Bitch you wanna beef, it ain't no point unless a body drop
Twist you like a bottle top!

I'm a rich bitch, I need a rich guy
Diamonds make me sea sick, like I'm at a fish fry
Heard you ain't no real bitch, watch you made them Benz dry
Petty list, I'm on it, number one, but guess they drip dry
Walk around the club, with my mans
Talking all that shit, bitch I'm good with these hands
Bitch I get that money ain't no time to make a friend
I'm so hot I'm in a trance, fuck with me you wish you can

Knick knack, patty whack, give a dog a bone
I got forty niggas thirsty, want my number, gave the wrong
I remember just in school, I told my bitches that it's on
At the top I'm all alone, they ain't around, I put 'em on
Where your gang at? Where your niggas hang at?
Word around that Asian made these bitches wanna bang that
Where's that beefing bird, he copped a plea, see we gon' tame that
Aim bitch, word that we gon' miss shit, duck bitch
Walk up in the party smoking esher
I'm not with the talking, bitch these bullets they gon' wet you
Bands up in my pockets, and it's falling, I'm so extra
We gon' wet you, bitch I'm Asian, we gon' stretch you

I'm a rich bitch, I need a rich guy
Diamonds make me sea sick, like I'm at a fish fry
Heard you ain't no real bitch, watch you made them Benz dry
Petty list, I'm on it, number one, but guess they drip dry
Walk around the club, with my mans
Talking all that shit, bitch I'm good with these hands
Bitch I get that money ain't no time to make a friend
I'm so hot I'm in a trance, fuck with me you wish you can