Rich The Kid

[fox69]

"Rich Nigga Shit"
(feat. K Camp)

"Rich Nigga Shit"
(feat. K Camp)



See that rich nigga shit, you gotta be on my risk
This not rich nigga shit?
I just pimed it on a beat

Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?
Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?

Rich nigga got money like Oprah
Hundred fifty cash on the sofa
Trap phone she can have for out of roller
Got money on the same on coast it
To coast and they all lead it
And a Maserati all I needed
Got a red bad bitch succeded
Things gonna be rich I'm dreaming
Got one shut to see the all for
Got your bitch won't go
Pull white like snow, middle, middle I blow
And I still get more, can't trust no bitch
My risk ain't see, got all five wips
Young nigga take it trips motherfucker I ain't reach

See that rich nigga shit, you gotta be on my risk
This not rich nigga shit?
I just pimed it on a beat

Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?
Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?

Yo, use to be your bro nigga til I got right on the game I risk nigga
See all in the club acting like a kind of bad, she just wanna get a pimp nigga
See a nigga like me hate flashing at all but a price on my feet nigga
Me and my niggas smoke out of whole ville, then we got another zip nigga
Look these are all new, let a new niggas here and try to ball
Square try to get wisle all try to see it [?] four ball
I'm all on the couch with a bottle full of mope and I act like you know it
And I'm looking for a type with the face like him but I

See that rich nigga shit, you gotta be on my risk
This not rich nigga shit?
I just pimed it on a beat

Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?
Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?

You seeing lable, money on table, plug in like cable
Pull up in the air cause I'm cool [?] I ain't make no favour
I got so more money all I know are 20
Try hard, try to buzz me, try me
Come zone, come took the bitch to be your honey
Bent in that hundred, ball anything for the moment
Bitch I hide this on, deep down for another more
Could by a new car but my mama gonna get retard
No key, ain't rich star, richy niga push by all that
Shit rich

See that rich nigga shit, you gotta be on my risk
This not rich nigga shit?
I just pimed it on a beat

Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?
Rich nigga shit, rich nigga shit,
Rich nigga shit, is that rich nigga shit?

 

[fox69]

"Rich Than Famous Intro"

"Rich Than Famous Intro"


Mama said go get it
Got a baby on the way but a lot come with it
Hit a lick doing shows
Got to get it how you live, [?] on the road
Told your bitch I’m rich
Hit a hundred band juug, I ain’t worried bout shit
All I see them bricks, back in the bando work the hurricane wrist
Now I’m on the way to the check, counting up racks on the jet
Everybody know I finesse, man look at the watch on my wrist
Just want to be famous, woke up this morning, thank God I made it
Which [?] got paid, I’d rather be rich than famous

Gold chain, gold ring, rich than famous
8, 9 rings, we made it
Y’all ready know what’s going on
Rich the Kid
Rich than famous

 

[fox69]

"Rich The GOAT"

"Rich The GOAT"


Brand new chopper with the scope
Ain't playing with you niggas, I'm the GOAT
I'm the plug on the boat with the dope
Ain't got time for these bitches no more
I'm the GOAT, I'm the GOAT
I'm the GOAT, I'm the GOAT
Brand new chopper with the scope
Ain't playing with you niggas, I'm the GOAT

Talking Spanish with the plug on the metro
I got all these bitches boomin', no Metro
Brand new chopper with the scope
Jay-Z, Kanye, I'm the GOAT
F-f-fuckin' with bitch like Kylie
Got a chopper in the Rari, don't try me
I was juuging and finessing on the boat
You ain't getting to the money, you a joke
Louis V frames, got a hundred on me
I was in the trap, not a Maybach
Y'all just talkin' 'bout my face in the Forbes
A lot of rat bitches fucking on the floor
I am the greatest, mama I made it
Flexing in Hollywood and they hate it
I don't really need no new friends
Met a bad bitch at the Ruth Chris
Givenchy and Louis, I'm dabbing some more
I came from kicking them doors
I'm flexing, I'm thanking the lord
I was just broke with my boys
Staring, you look at my diamonds
These rappers, they broke and they lying
In the club with a bottle of Moscato
I was MIA with a model

Brand new chopper with the scope
Ain't playing with you niggas, I'm the GOAT
I'm the plug on the boat with the dope
Ain't got time for these bitches no more
I'm the GOAT, I'm the GOAT
I'm the GOAT, I'm the GOAT
Brand new chopper with the scope
Ain't playing with you niggas, I'm the GOAT

Brand new Rolex, still ain't got the time for ti
I was on the interstate, do the dashboard
Pussy niggas they still hating on me
Check the top, nigga free Gucci
I know that you biting the flow
These rappers don't like me no more
Went and bought a chain with my first check
I got out of jail, bought a new TEC
Sniper, sniper, it gon' take you off
I was juuging, came up on the north
Gas, molly, used to trap the soft
Had to make it, but I took a loss
Bet you can't do it like me
Got her on the Mike, now she geeked
I been counting money, can't sleep
I done made 100k in one week
I'm the GOAT, pull up with a hammer
Magazines, I'ma fight in Atlanta
I'ma pick a bitch off of the runway
On the boat with Pablo like Kanye
Louis V, I'm supreme, on the coke
And she suck dick good, better choke
Hillary hit the dab, I'ma vote
I'm in white Chanel like the pope

Brand new chopper with the scope
Ain't playing with you niggas, I'm the GOAT
I'm the plug on the boat with the dope
Ain't got time for these bitches no more
I'm the GOAT, I'm the GOAT
I'm the GOAT, I'm the GOAT
Brand new chopper with the scope
Ain't playing with you niggas, I'm the GOAT

 

[fox69]

"Richer Than Rappers"

"Richer Than Rappers"


[Quavo:]
I know some trappers that's richer than rappers [x8]
Your favorite rapper, ain't rich as your average trapper
Your favorite rapper, ain't rich as your average trapper
Your favorite rapper, ain't rich as your average trapper
I know some trappers that's richer than rappers
I know some trappers that's richer than rappers

Your average trapper might be as rich as your favorite rapper
Flexing in front of the camera
Balling like he got the stamina
Really he don't even amount to nothin'
What is your worth?
Boy you a turd
Real trappers on the curb
Real trappers like to serve
You want that life that he deserve
Dope boys buy a car and they owning
Rap niggas get the car and they renting
I know some trappers that worth about fifty
I know some trappers that's living like Diddy
I know some trappers that took more shots than 50
Shout out to my nigga 50
And I know some rappers that's still penny penching, still trynna' get a digit
I'm a real rapper nigga, check my bank account, I bet you see a milli
I'm a real rapper nigga, shout out to the trappers trapping in the city
Trappers slash rapper nigga, might catch a nigga trapping out a Bentley
You a trapper slash actor nigga, you would take a Oscar or an Emmy
Free my nigga Offset, all my niggas thugging ain't no pretending
When I was out trapping, you working at Wendy's
I got a pint of some drink and on Denny's
When I trap a brick, you might think I'm at Benny's
I keep a rack on me like I play tennis
Play with the weight like I'm at LA Fitness
Trapper slash rapper I handle my business
Pull out the chopper boy go mind your business
I pop a perc and then come to my senses
Add the shit out and I don't leave a witness
Shout out to trappers that trapping at Whitney
Migo the gang brung the north to the city
Met with some trappers that's running the city
Made an empire, QC we submitting
Started from nothing, and now we worth millions
If you a real trapper, I know that you feel this
At the table with the plug like the Indians and Pilgrims
My niggas don't give no fuck 'bout your feelings
I know some trappers, got M's in the ceiling

I know some trappers that's richer than rappers [x8]
Your favorite rapper, ain't rich as your average trapper
Your favorite rapper, ain't rich as your average trapper
Your favorite rapper, ain't rich as your average trapper
I know some trappers that's richer than rappers
I know some trappers that's richer than rappers

 

[fox69]

"Rick Owens Remix"
(feat. Rich The Kid)

"Rick Owens Remix"
(feat. Rich The Kid)



[Hook - Jose Guapo:]
Rick Owens on some new Chanel
Young nigga really seen them bales
Young nigga really use them scales
Money on the table, money everywhere
Rick Owens on some new Chanel
Young nigga really seen them bales
Young nigga really use them scales
Money on the table, money everywhere

[Verse 1 - Jose Guapo:]
Fetti, Fetti
Eating Fettuccine
We have it, we dabbin' but we steady scheming
Chanel my squad yeah, Chanel my broad
Young Guapo always get menages
I Popped a xan and I forgot what happened yesterday
Peacoat 20K, got held at TSA
I'm talking Maison Margiela's
With designers umbrellas
We gon' pop this shit together
I ain't got pop 'em each other
Nah for real
Dig That? SVLOE
We were broke together
Now we gonna be rich together
Be rich forever

[Hook - Jose Guapo:]
Rick Owens on some new Chanel
Young nigga really seen them bales
Young nigga really use them scales
Money on the table, money everywhere
Rick Owens on some new Chanel
Young nigga really seen them bales
Young nigga really use them scales
Money on the table, money everywhere

[Verse 2 - Rich The Kid:]
I fucked your bitch in some new Chanel
Wasn't in class, I got saved by the bell
Too much heat like nacho
New Rari, I pull up with Guapo
Hit the dab one time, now they jackin'
Bricks disappear, what the fuck happened
Made a mil off rap, still trapping
Walk around, Rick Owens, still dabbing
Look at the watch, it's my time
Had the [?], I walk with a dime
I smashed your bitch and forgot about it
I just got shot by the paparazzi
Flip like a gymnast, she pop a molly
Rich The Kid on fire, better tell somebody
Been in the trap, make it work
Trappin' it up, got to work
She put the key in her purse
I'm off the Xanny and Perc
I just came up from the dirt
Bitch got a strap in her skirt
Ridin' 'em out like Obama
Was broke, I got too many commas
Got rich off a digital scale
I just got a brick in the mail

[Hook - Jose Guapo:]
Rick Owens on some new Chanel
Young nigga really seen them bales
Young nigga really use them scales
Money on the table, money everywhere
Rick Owens on some new Chanel
Young nigga really seen them bales
Young nigga really use them scales
Money on the table, money everywhere

 

[fox69]

"Rocky Balboa"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay)

"Rocky Balboa"
(feat. PeeWee LongWay)



Yeah, Migos, Rocky!
Say you wanna be somebody
Feel like Rocky Balboa

Say you wanna change the game
Then you gotta make a name
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa
I used to be an underdog
I used to!
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa

Went to the top of the stairs I'm feeling
Quiver me Millie
This level to the shit of my city
The dog, the 100 the 50
Young nigga back then checking Minchi
I did it, lil mama used to lend me something

Remember that nigga Orlando
That's that with the regular
Rapping for, blues food
That's a game move
Remember when he was on top
In high school, I remember that
Reality hit in the real are the one

You say you wanna change the game
Then you gotta make a name
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa
I used to be an underdog
I used to!
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa

Rocky Balboa...
Cruising the mama
Pulling a record about balling my day
My diamonds are deviant ass
Used to a hundred dollar now I'm a biz
I trap a game bass in the match
Take a nigga bitch sent you with the crib
Pardon, pardon, pardon like Millie mask
Do it my way I made a name
I changed the game...
Just give me her address and don't tell her name
This is my life get a clear understanding
Fresh unopened get it clear with a burst
Bitch be treating me like I'm the go
Fly is the bitch form the 8 left pose
Kicking bitch shit I'm Sosa with the low
Long way!

You say you wanna change the game
Then you gotta make a name
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa
I used to be an underdog
I used to!
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa

Rocky Balboa how I beat the block
Trying to stay on the spot if you're trying to get a feeling
I was rock bottom down man that's why I came
On the block with the homeless what I got my name from
Pull up with the bombs in the hood like he's saying something
Bitches like I can't kick it I came and took one
Chico down in Mexico
1000 square...
Diamond VVs and they clear they hitting like Ciroc

You say you wanna change the game
Then you gotta make a name
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa
I used to be an underdog
I used to!
Balboa, Rocky Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa

 

[fox69]

"Routine Rouge"
(feat. PartyNextDoor & Ty Dolla $ign)

"Routine Rouge"
(feat. PartyNextDoor & Ty Dolla $ign)



[Hook - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine
No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds
We smoke and foggin' around
Phone calls go straight to the pound
We talkin' pound after wooo
We talkin' pound after the pound

[Verse 1 - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Turn my suite into the club
You gon' have to wait up for me
Sextape selfies, don't be selfish
You gon' have to play that for me
Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel it?
You gon' have to wait up for me
Girl don't you know PARTY?
You gon' have to play that for me

[Hook - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine
No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds
We smoke and foggin' around
Phone calls go straight to the pound
We talkin' pound after...
We talkin' pound after the pound
Pound after the pound
Pound after the pound

[Verse 2 - Rich The Kid:]
Shawty know I'm trappin' pounds, nigga, blow it down
Bust it open, I got paper, what you playin' for?
And that pussy, I'm a pound it
She already know, rich nigga got so many racks, can't count it
Trap pounds, trap pounds, I serve all around
When I come to your town I'm a lay it down
Got a bitch on a bitch, and I want to know about
She spit on the dick
She gon' turn to a freak
Pop a perc, can you feel it?

[Hook - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine
No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds
We smoke and foggin' around
Phone calls go straight to the pound
We talkin' pound after...
We talkin' pound after the pound
Pound after the pound
Pound after the pound

[Verse 3 - Ty Dolla $ign:]
Pound after pound, I take a fade in it
She told me, "Don't stop, " so I stay in it
"Ain't no nigga been this deep, " that's what she told me
When we're done all you wanna do is hold me
I ain't finished, from the kitchen to the bed
You gon' have to keep up with me
I don't mind if you stay
But you're gon' have to wait up for me
Do you feel it, baby? Can you feel it?
Shot after shot got us faded
Girl you look amazing when you're naked
Stop playin' with it, come give it to me

[Hook - PARTYNEXTDOOR & Ty Dolla $ign:]
Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine
No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds
We smoke and foggin' around
Phone calls go straight to the pound
We talkin' pound after...
We talkin' pound after the pound
Pound after the pound
Pound after the pound

 

[fox69]

"Running Threw It"

"Running Threw It"


[Hook:]
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
Bitches want to fuck me, I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
Bitches want to fuck me I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it

[Verse 1:]
She said that she fuck with the new me
I fuck that bitch in my coupe
You stupid you kissing that groupie
Pouring the foreign, with a doubie
I was riding through the six
I got a trunk full of bricks
[?]
Flexing hard take a pic
Fucking your bitch and I smash
Look at my rollie, like cash
I'm walking around with a bag
My foreign ain't got paper tags
Got a pool like I'm Drake
Got a mansion on a lake
Rich nigga, eatin steak
Chasin money always late
Look at the time on the watch
I fuck it you eating the box
[?]
Fuck it, I'm losing the top
Fuck it I'm doing the dab on em
Hollywood [?]
I'm a fiend for that money

[Hook:]
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
Bitches want to fuck me, I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
Bitches want to fuck me I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it

[Verse 2:]
You just be talking the trap
I hit a bitch like a bat
Fuck it you eating the [?]
Rich forever on the map
I put them rings on my fingers
Birds sing like singer
I got them [?] like [?]
I used to trap out the beeper
Fucking that bitch from the back
She give me top like a hat
Sticking my dick in yo cat
My Bloods, they bagging like blaat
I might off with your sack
I'm taken they know me for that
Walking with too many racks
Old money like a cadillac
I did a show in Bermuda
She riding the dick like a scooter
Pop a molly I'm a Buddha
Money trapper, scary, Freddy Kreuger
I be running through the money
Always prayers like Easter Sunday
I was broke, jug the hunnid
Money [?], what I wanted

[Hook:]
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
Bitches want to fuck me, I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
Bitches want to fuck me I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it

 

[fox69]

"Shawn Kemp"
(with Chill Will)

"Shawn Kemp"
(with Chill Will)



[Hook: Quavo]
Man this work I gotta flip (flippy)

Take the pot slam dunk (skkrr) Shawn Kemp (scrapy)
Ridin' in a foreign whip and I'm vacuum sealed (skkrr)
Stop knockin' at my door we don't sell drugs here (no way)
Please stop callin' my phone I don't sell drugs here (no way) [2x]

[Verse 1: Chill Will]
Call me Gary Payton, Quavo Shawn Kemp (Green Team)
Nigga we some lobsters you some Detlef Schrempf (shrimp nigga)
Somebody call Takeoff (Takeoff)
We got some bitches bout to pull up at the lake house (at the lake house) YEAH!
I don' lost my damn mind, I been countin' money up
I don' lost the damn time (what time it is?)
Bitch, keep callin' my phone tying up my line
Nigga tryna buy some zones (He tryna shop)
Swish, Swish I just scored a bucket
I'm havin' money in the club doing the dougie (dougie dance, dougie dance)
Ima pimp, with no limp (PIMP)
I push ya cap back (no flip flop)

[Hook: Quavo]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
TAKEOFF! TAKEOFF!
Ay, Chilly, who the fuck that is? (Chilly) Who that is in that ford Taurus? (BOW)
These niggas they thinkin' bout runnin' in my trap while im in the kitchen with Kimora? (whip)
The Ounces the cuties the quarters (YA)
Playin with water , while fuckin' yo daughter
The way that she suck make me beat the pot harder
I call the work Moses, it walk cross the water
Im sellin them gators in Florida
And I got them Falcons they comin' from Georgia (GAS)
All of my niggas immortal
Yo bitch do tricks my niggas record her (BITCH)
I got the bags of the cookies
The bags of the midget the pints of the oil (LEAN)
Wrappin' it up like aluminum foil, My money tall like a Sequoia
Niggas be askin' me questions (niggas)
I be like come place your order (Stop it)
Niggas be like how do you keep fishes alive wit no water? (BRRRPP)
I fuck that bitch once and you spoil her (smash)
Please stop callin' my phone
Knockin' at my door, asking for a bowl
Whippin and flippin' while pourin' a 4 (LEAN)

[Hook: Quavo]

[Verse 3: Quavo]
SKRRR!
QUAVO, QUAVO, QUAVO!
YEAH YEAH
Flippin' the work just like Dominic Dash
I'm cappin' like Damian Dash (flip it)
YOOOM the Lambo go fast (SHOOOM)
Money and lingerie and cash (MONEY)
Young Quavo trappin' them bags (QUAVO)
Quavo (GLOOWL) That's a toe-tag (GLOOWL)
Hakuna matata the streets is a jungle
I'm stacking them hunneds, I trap out the bando (BANDO)
Young Quavo, Yes I am Commando (MANDO)
Finessin' these niggas
I'm playing these streets like the game of UNO! (UNO)
I'm focus on nothin' but peso! (PESO)
Whippin' up bricks, and I stash'em in cars
They callin' me Young Quavo Maaco (MAACO)
I'm chasing the bread and I'm chasing the crumb
Now please leggo of me eggo (EGGO)
Young nigga I'm holdin' me huevos (HUEVOS)
Drankin' on lean just like maple (LEAN)
Yo Bitch she lookin' at hundreds of bands on the table
I watch her like cable (YO BITCH)
I stash the huuneds of bands at my mama house
Full up you and yo spouse
I know you a rat, you a mouse (RAT)
Yo nigga be trappin' a OUNCE! (YOUNG NIGGA)

[Hook: Quavo]

 

[fox69]

"She Ain't Goin"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan)

"She Ain't Goin"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan)



[Hook:]
Me and Rich The Kid Going Crazy
That's on Jesus
Nutted In this nat-nat ho and told that bitch abort my baby
She ain't going for that, I said she not going for that
(Aye.!!)
Tried to convince her with a mercedes but this bitch just want my babies
Why these hoes just gotta be crazy?
I don't want nothing to do with her but
She not going for that, I swear she not Going for that!

Going for it
I'm showing for it
If its far down you know I'm going for it
I got 40 on me, I got this 40 showing
I beat that bitch you on, and she got shorts on
Louis V shorts on, RED.!!
Louis V torch on, RED.!!
Flag hanging showing on her, RED.!!
Any problem with 9 deuce, Your Dead.!!
F showing, no Fendi nigga
And she ain't going for that if you ain't spending nigga
I swear ballin getting boring
If you love her never ever show it
She'll take advantage of it if she know it
Take her round Atlanta just like a tourist
(Who you with)

[Hook:]
Me and Rich The Kid Going Crazy
That's on Jesus
Nutted In this nat-nat ho and told that bitch abort my baby
She ain't going for that, I said she not going for that
(Aye.!!)
Tried to convince her with a mercedes but this bitch just want my babies
Why these hoes just gotta be crazy?
I don't want nothing to do with her but
She not going for that, I swear she not Going for that!

Tried to kick her out the crib but the bitch ain't going
I'm Rich she know it
Shawtie tryna fuck around and have my baby, she must be crazy.!!
I cannot buy you no Louboutin, Cuffing and Loving and Doing it
Pull up in rari then coupe again, i ride in a jet when I'm traveling
They want you fugazi I ain't going for that
I live on the block where they trapping at,
come to the trenches we jumping the fences,
in the bed with two bitches they back to back
In the mall my pockets so sloppy
Rich nigga In a new Bugatti
I done caught your bitch out the lobby
Look at my diamonds they out the safari
Still going crazy, all this gold like the 1980's
Bitch say she want a Mercedes I told that ho she can't play me
Told her get the fuck out she ain't going for that
They asking me where is my ceiling at
I'm finally rich I ain't going back
Your bitch in the kitchen she whippin' that
(Whip)

[Hook:]
Me and Rich The Kid Going Crazy
That's on Jesus
Nutted In this nat-nat ho and told that bitch abort my baby
She ain't going for that, I said she not going for that
(Aye.!!)
Tried to convince her with a mercedes but this bitch just want my babies
Why these hoes just gotta be crazy?
I don't want nothing to do with her but
She not going for that, I swear she not Going for that!