Rich The Kid

[fox69]

"Grew Up In The Streets"

"Grew Up In The Streets"


[Hook:]
I been in and out of jail I grew up in these streets
I be juuging for for real I grew up in these streets
I be flexing on these hoes I grew up in these streets
I ain't never had a job I grew up in these streets
I grew up in these streets, I grew up in these streets
I grew up in these streets, I grew up in these streets
I been in and out of jail I grew up in these streets
I be juuging for for real I grew up in these streets

[Verse 1:]
My parents all the way from Haiti, I was born in Queens
Smash 'em then I toss 'em like some chicken wings
Now I'm getting money everything is foreign
If it ain't foreign then it ain't important
Now I'm pulling up in Ashton and the Maserati
When I'm on the scene you better tell some body
Came down from the N-Y
To the A yeah, a nigga so fly
Can't lie cause the hold hood fuck with me
Got your girl rolling on a molly
Straight up, just met your ho, now she trying to fuck

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
You see this Rolex on my wrist I got this shit from juuging
I ain't no chef but I'm steady cooking
Young rich nigga straight up out them bricks
In a foreign whip, with a foreign bitch
Now I'm rocking all Versace with the Prada shoes
If you try me nigga you up on the news
Have your baby mama singing the blues
A hundred thousand dollars stuffed in my Tru's
Rapping on some hundred thousand dollar beats
Young rich nigga straight up out them streets
And I got them goons for your ass
They gon' blast, just for cash, leave you dead real fast

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Hot Nigga (Freestyle)"

"Hot Nigga (Freestyle)"


Juuging for a check, I been a hot nigga
Police looking for me like I shot niggas
Gimme the loot, jump on the top of the roof
Skippa Da Flippa gon shoot
Been on the block, walking around with the knive
Moving the bags out the spot
Quavo with the K, that’s a hot nigga
Run up on us then you gon die nigga
Got 100k on me right now nigga!
Back then I was stealing them bicycles
Hot nigga, hot nigga, hurricane, hurricane, whip with the egg beater
All my young niggas trap, all my young niggas trap
Then go and buy two seaters
Your bitch sucked me and [?] and then passed out
Throw 100 racks and I cash out and I mash out of that trap house
I’ll knock you out like Pacquiao
Blow your main bitch’s back out
She sucking me, you kissing her, you must be on that Bobby Brown

[Hook:]
Put your bitch up in the kitchen, get to trapping ho
We got molly, we got white just like a napkin ho
Free my nigga Mango or we tweaking ho
Migo gang 30 chain pull up flexing dough

I been getting money since the first day
Look at the hate, was [?] chef cooking the plate (rolex)
My diamonds [?], red bottoms my feet
Young nigga, I trap out a mansion, I’m sipping a whole lot of lean
I just went and bought a rolex bought a week ago
Had to hang up out the side and got to squeezing ho
Why you mad? Cause I’m rich and I ain’t broke no more
I got niggas that’ll shoot you like a video

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"I Don't Answer"

"I Don't Answer"


[Jay Critch:]
I did the most for the bands, niggas can't tell me shit
New ice and it dance, swimming like Phelps and shit
She wanna fuck on my mans, I might go sell ya bitch
I count my bread in advance, I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought
I'm still scoring like the answer
She call my phone what about, I'm in her mouth
She too boring, I don't answer
I'm in the club with an ounce, stand on the couch
Chain lookin' like the dancers
We get in, get it out, diamonds they shout
Diamonds on me throw a tantrum

[Famous Dex:]
Pour a six in a Fanta
Fuck your lil bitch, give her gifts like I'm Santa
I got lil bitch, she a dancer
I just might put her on camera
Wait, fuckin' her mouth
Matter fact kickin' her out, can't stay in my house
Run to that cheese like a mouse
Pounds they right in the couch
I make the money look easy
She want a bag, you cannot be greedy
Look at my AP it's freezing
Yeezys on, check the season
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
I was broke, now I'm paid
Poppin' two pills then I geek on the stage

[Jay Critch:]
I did the most for the bands, niggas can't tell me shit
New ice and it dance, swimming like Phelps and shit
She wanna fuck on my mans, I might go sell ya bitch
I count my bread in advance, I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought
I'm still scoring like the answer
She call my phone what about, I'm in her mouth
She too boring, I don't answer
I'm in the club with an ounce, stand on the couch
Chain lookin' like the dancers
We get in, get it out, diamonds they shout
Diamonds on me throw a tantrum

[Rich The Kid:]
Diamonds on me throw a tantrum
Got the Rari, park the Phantom
Paparazzi with the cameras
We keep flexin', they can't stand it
Quarter mil stashed in the couch, I'm in her mouth
Fly the birds down south
The brick is official, I stamp it
She wanna be, remember ride in the Camry
Money is close
Born with a hundred, I'm doin' the most
I gotta boast
These rappers is fraud, really they broke
We got a MAC
Audemar arm, Givenchy my tag
We got the cash
Stuff fifty racks in the paper bag

[Jay Critch:]
I did the most for the bands, niggas can't tell me shit
New ice and it dance, swimming like Phelps and shit
She wanna fuck on my mans, I might go sell ya bitch
I count my bread in advance, I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought
I'm still scoring like the answer
She call my phone what about, I'm in her mouth
She too boring, I don't answer
I'm in the club with an ounce, stand on the couch
Chain lookin' like the dancers
We get in, get it out, diamonds they shout
Diamonds on me throw a tantrum

 

[fox69]

"I Don't Care"

"I Don't Care"


I told that bitch I'm a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin' soo much make 'em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that's clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I'll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don't care
I told that bitch I'm a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin' soo much make 'em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that's clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I'll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don't care

Check (check), flex (flex!)
They did gave some money to the wrong nigga
Fuckin' ya bitch and the bank too
Ya ain't hatin', but you broke like ooh
Cashed out on a Lamb, my might buy two
I got a check, everything brand new
Pick up the phone, call Will Smith
Looking for a stake in Philly
Fresh on my the jet, I'm the freshest in that bitty
All my bitches has [?]
Too much lean, need a new kidney
She sucking my dick while the roof missin'
Whoa, check, yah
I got Karrueche on the texts
Made half a mil, dropped the shit on my neck
Balenciaga, put a lamb and I'm bent
Broke and booshie dumb bitch she a bird
Forgiatos, foreign scrapin' the curb
No friends, I will choppin' it first
Pussy good, I'mma buy her a purse

I told that bitch I'm a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin' soo much make 'em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that's clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I'll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don't care
I told that bitch I'm a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin' soo much make 'em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that's clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I'll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don't care

Water,.. drip...
I got a chain from of grip the jewler
Niggas plottin', gotta stay with a shooter
Boyfriend, broke fuckin' a loser
Money short, like I'm pissing a ruler
More ice, you can't fit in a cooler
Vlone Thug stay with a ruger
Bankroll, stretch
Overseas they still hatin'
Goveyard and they stay with the paper
Rare bitch gave me thub in the air
Throw it up, let me fuck in a Lamb (skuurt!)
I don't trust niggas, they bogus
I'm in Paris, money on me
Bogue boy, still way
Fuckup a check that I made today
Tell ya, overseas look better on scray
I told that bitch I'm a player
Hittin' malls, bought a pill
Don't come around, you a square
Blue cheese everywhere

I told that bitch I'm a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin' soo much make 'em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that's clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I'll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don't care
I told that bitch I'm a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin' soo much make 'em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that's clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I'll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don't care

 

[fox69]

"I Got A Check"
(feat. Migos)

"I Got A Check"
(feat. Migos)



[Intro: Rich The Kid]
My money real right
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Hundred fifty thousand on my neck homie
Running around with the TEC on me
I drop a four in a Kool-Aid
My diamonds white like toothpaste
I had to run up a check
Look at my left wrist wet
Fuckin' yo bitch, break a sweat
I can teach you how to flex
Got to thank god, put more cars in the garage
Bitch watch out cause I'm a star
They want to see me behind bars
The lawyer cost twenty, I'm beating the charge
Aye, I put water in my rings
Got a check, my pockets lean
My model, I fuck her and leave her
Birds sing like the Beatles

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Birds sing like the Beatles
Birds sing like the Beatles
Birds sing like the Beatles
Block hot like a fever
Streets on fire like a fever
Ben Frank, I really need ya'
Count up my check, hop out and flex
Put a lil' bitch on a jet, put a lil' bitch on a jet, yeah
Eighty a show, they selling they soul for snow
They selling they soul for snow
They selling they soul for snow
Drop top, yeah, big rings, yeah
Riding around, cabs
You don’t know the half
What we put down
Its RTK and it's the honcho
We beat up the pot, it's no gumbo
My footwork, Rafs, my footwork, Rafs
You 12, shaft, you need a new staff
You gave your bitch a pass, she went bought some ass
She ran off with your cash, she brought your boy the bags

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex

[Verse 3: Offset]
One hunna, two hunna, three hunna four hunna, million
Now that I play with the benjamins
Shawty she talkin' 'bout she feelin' me
Uh uh, no no, I'm from the nawf, bando
Draco, extendo, 64 pounds, Nintendo
I got it, I got it, I got it
Percocet, Miley and molly
Percocet, Miley and molly
Come with me baby I'm outta here
Migo gang ain't no scout in here, chump
Get your lil broke ass up outta here, punk
Look at my diamonds they chandelier, lumps
My pockets outta this atmosphere
Diamonds on me shining everywhere
Stuff a brick up in her underwear
If you buck I'ma take it there
Gold rollie bitch I'm Richard Flair
Little dog I'm a bigger bear
Have you been involved with a millionaire?
Young nigga keep the semi yeah
Flooded my wrist with Fendi yeah

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Quavo]
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
I got a check (check)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex (ran it up)
Ran it up, gotta flex
Ran it up, gotta flex

 

[fox69]

"I Need That"

"I Need That"


Where that cheddar, where that check because I need that
I'm in the ghost I ride the Bent' like where the keys at?
Bank roll getting bigger, bitch I'm famous take a picture
In the bed with two sisters, Rich the Kid and K Swisha
Bank roll with the rubber band bitch I need that
Ghost I ride the Bent' like where the keys at?
Bank roll with the rubber band bitch I need that
I can't go without the money cause I need that

Riding round in a Nissan you a broke boy
You love that bitch I pull a flex and take your hoe boy
I had to run up a sack, fucking your bitch from the back
Phantom I ride in the back, money old like a Cadillac
Diamonds they drip, I do a show and I dip
I got your hoe in the VIP, [?] lean and pourin a zip
Where the check cause I need that
I'm in the ghost where the keys at
I'm in the trap where the bees at
My shooters will kill em' for three stacks
Count the money all day
Your class I was trapping in hallways
Pick up a bitch with blue flame
Freak hoe with two names
I gotta' watch for the snakes
I'm walking round with the k
Money long [?]
Get the check and then I skate

Where that cheddar, where that check because I need that
I'm in the ghost I ride the Bent' like where the keys at?
Bank roll getting bigger, bitch I'm famous take a picture
In the bed with two sisters, Rich the Kid and K Swisha
Bank roll with the rubber band bitch I need that
I'm in the ghost I ride the Bent' like where the keys at?
Bank roll with the rubber band bitch I need that
I can't go without the money cause I need that

Walking round with too many rubber bands
Bitch I'm rich don't give a damn
Break my wrist I'm going ham
I was broke I got a lamb
I fuck your bitch then I leave her
I pick up chicken from [?]
Motto bitch she a diva
I'm a fuck her never eat her
Rich forever, got a deal now
I'm playing round with them mils now
Way too much money I'm throwing them hunnids' out
I got a foreign I swerve
Leaning on Ac' and she nervous
Bitch I'm flexing on purpose
She suck my dick and got [?]
Look at my diamonds they real
Celebrate on a pill
One hunnid' keep it trill
I was broke and had to steal
Look at my tee, it's double G
She a flee and wanna' suck on me
Brought sand to the beach
You ain't rich that's a lease

Where that cheddar, where that check because I need that
I'm in the ghost I ride the Bent' like where the keys at?
Bank roll getting bigger, bitch I'm famous take a picture
In the bed with two sisters, Rich the Kid and K Swisha
Bank roll with the rubber band bitch I need that
I'm in the ghost I ride the Bent' like where the keys at?
Bank roll with the rubber band bitch I need that
I can't go without the money cause I need that

 

[fox69]

"I'm Cool"
(with Famous Dex)

"I'm Cool"
(with Famous Dex)



[Famous Dex:]
Playing bitches just like 2K
I'm getting money everyday
Yeah I'm tatted on my face
A 30 right up on my waist
All these niggas don't know y'all
I'm flexing in my overalls
Matter fact be the Goyard
Fuck the school, no report card
I'm doing drugs yeah I'm booted
I'm flexing Cam Newton
You run up on me man you stupid
My chopper on me he get foolish
Wait, BasedSwag got all the cash
We flexing on they ass
We riding 'round in the Jag
You try to rob us do the dash

Pop me a pill now I'm geeked up
I'm flexing my Jeep bruh
10k for the feature
Who is dude I don't see him
His bitch name is mamacita
I took that bitch on a cruise
I don't even know the rules
I'm balling hard and I'm cool

[Rich The Kid:]
Woke up bought a check with rings
Rich Forever pockets clean
Run it up be a boss
Two rings cost a house
Fuck her, leave her, I can't keep her
Smoking strong like Wiz Khalifa
Good little freak I'm a break her back
Real nigga, trap out the laundromat
Put a chopper through you dirty
Goyard hunred thirty
Diamonds straight beating, they busting
Now I'm rich as a bitch had nothing
Louis on me cost guap
I was thirteen running from the cops
Diamonds in my wrist watch kick box
My dick and your bitch do the lip lock

 

[fox69]

"In My Coupe"
(feat. Rich The Kid)

"In My Coupe"
(feat. Rich The Kid)



[Famous Dex:]
I just pulled up in my coupe
I might just fuck on your boo
Look at my hunnids they blue, ooh
I fucked your bitch after school
[Jay Critch:]
Dive in the bitch like a pool
Look at my chains not too cool
Now she say she fallin' in love
She fell in love with the drugs
[Rich The Kid:]
I just might make her my boo
She fell in love with the jewels
You had the juice but you lost it
My diamonds wet like a faucet
Your bitch she callin' my iPhone
Diamonds yellow like the Flintstones
[Jay Critch:]
They doing shit that we been on
I'm in New York like I'm Jim Jones

[Rich The Kid:]
Bad bitch, I'm a bust on her titties
Good lean gotta fuck up my kidneys
More money gotta flex on these bitches
Fuck her in the Rari, switching positions
[Famous Dex:]
Almost broke, I had to get it
I was trappin' out the kitchen
Selling dope I do the dishes
Trappin' yeah right on the stove, may God be my witness
[Jay Critch:]
He say he get money but I need a witness
Boy yo' money shorter than midgets
Ice on me got my frigid
Toke nice niggas know you missin'
[Rich The Kid:]
Magazine model sucking me sloppy
Rich Forever Way they wanna copy
Play with me, they'll be finding your body
Wake up, I'm a buy a Bugatti

[Famous Dex:]
I just pulled up in my coupe
I might just fuck on your boo
Look at my hunnids they blue, ooh
I fucked your bitch after school
[Jay Critch:]
Dive in the bitch like a pool
Look at my chains not too cool
Now she say she fallin' in love
She fell in love with the drugs
[Rich The Kid:]
I just might make her my boo
She fell in love with the jewels
You had the juice but you lost it
My diamonds wet like a faucet
[Famous Dex:]
Your bitch she callin' my iPhone
Diamonds yellow like the Flintstones
[Jay Critch:]
They doing shit that we been on
I'm in New York like I'm Jim Jones

[Famous Dex:]
I got that money on me
I got these diamonds on me
Rich Forever be my team
Don't trap where you stay, man they call the police
[Jay Critch:]
Come correct when you talking to me
Niggas sleeping but that money don't stop
I'm a stack it and go get me a watch
Bad bitch suck me up on a yacht
[Rich The Kid:]
I'm in New York like I'm 50
Fuck her so good that she miss me
I was hustlin', counting pennies
Now my money to the ceiling
[Famous Dex:]
Wait, I get the Lamb and they rent it
I ain't been broke in a minute
I remember pockets empty
I get the guap, yeah I got the digits

Jay what up bro
Rich what up bro
Rich Forever 3 on the way know what I'm sayin'
Just do all types of shit
Ooh, wait, yeah, ooh

[Famous Dex:]
I just pulled up in my coupe
I might just fuck on your boo
Look at my hunnids they blue, ooh
I fucked your bitch after school
[Jay Critch:]
Dive in the bitch like a pool
Look at my chains not too cool
Now she say she fallin' in love
She fell in love with the drugs
[Rich The Kid:]
I just might make her my boo
She fell in love with the jewels
You had the juice but you lost it
My diamonds wet like a faucet
[Famous Dex:]
Your bitch she callin' my iPhone
Diamonds yellow like the Flintstones
[Jay Critch:]
They doing shit that we been on
I'm in New York like I'm Jim Jones

 

[fox69]

"In Too Deep"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug)

"In Too Deep"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug)



[Hook:]
I don told all of these bitches
I don't, I do no want no mo kisses
I don told all of my niggas
They betta get up and go get it
I don told all of these bitches and niggas
It's my indecision
And I won't dem racks and I don't care
Feel like I'm in too deep

[Bridge: Quavo]
Don't fall in love with the fishes
Do not get drowned in the water
I don't wanna call her no mo
Cause my niggas think I'm gone spoil her
I can't fall in love with the fishes
Young nigga I think I did it
I'm in way too deep with the digits
Falling in love with the Benjis

[Verse 1: Offset]
So deep in the game I might drown
I play with the fishes, no flounder
I sip on the Actavis, it keep me grounded
I was missing one thing but I found it (Money!)
You niggas ain't shit
You wanna see a nigga fall
But I stand tall
Locked up behind the wall
Making county calls
Remember the time when my teacher said I wouldn't make it?
I'm hungry, I know that the M & M's coming, I taste it

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Too many little bitty bitches
And I know that she gone whip me something
She making profit in the kitchens
Me and Quan
We gotta run
Too many hoes in the studio
I hit lil mama with the switcheroo
Now she ride us like a rodeo
Aww man
They wanna boot up on that Molly, San-Tan
So we gave em a whole gram
She didn't wanna pop it
She told me she wanted to lick it off my hand
Damn

[Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan]
Young nigga in way too deep with her
Switcheroo yo ho let me hit her
Ain't ate in a week, I need 3 dinners
3 piece, thick thighs no miss, winner
I'm in too deep like Omar epps
Where Nia Long at?
Keep calling my phone ion want dis bitch
You can have yo ho back
Deep in some water
Fuck yo fish
I'm finna throw it back
The lame ass nigga gone go for that
Pistols showing, you know I'm strapped
I'm in too deep
And I ain't talm bout water baby
I met you at the trap house
I ain't have to take yo order baby

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"


Kraow, baow, baow
Trap, trap, trap
Already know what time it is man
The wait is over
Young rich nigga shit
QC the label, money on the table
Man migo gang