Rich by Keith-Kay Lyrics

If you're hanging with me, you gotta have money

I don't do no fronting i don't do no stunting




Rich is that life that i'm going to be

Pull out that paxs and we smoking them trees

Pull out them stacks and we hoping to see

Gooood innn tthe face

Marquis

Flossing your teeth
And we getting beneath
Of the streets and we heating your speech

Reppin chain gang
And we reaching for fame
But the fame is decreased
And your name has deceased

Bout to be in greater places

European different racists

Pretty girls different faces

Versace laces

They still got that good, good..different stages

Ages

Flipping money, like i'm flipping pages

Controlling your girl like i'm working on gauges

Look where i'm about to be

In 2 years
Celebrate it

Like new years
Who cares

About that

We out here

Getting money and we dont care

Getting honeys

Like yogi the bear

Rapid fire, think we banging on snares



How can you dress like a yoda, if a yoda said u never dressed yoda

Soda
Cola

On the line of Motorola
Hit you with the forto or five

Making us thrive

Go to the party and we making it live

Hollagine noodling pulling in racks

Who is this

New to this, stacks

Proving this, juvinous, crack
If you're hanging with me, you gotta have money

I don't do no fronting i don't do no stunting