Rich & Bored

[Intro: Babyface Ray]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
In the titty bar, with my ice on, it's a light show
I ain't gon' tell you nothin' wrong
When you out here, keep your pipe on, nigga pythons
Only gotta tell me one time, boy, you better step or get stepped on
Never panic when the show slow, movin' more gas than a Chevron
Teflon, sold one from the—, FaceTime
Livin' like I move, heh, feel like I sell heroin, nigga
Road King, with the juice, I'm a dope fiend, turn her up and still no ring
Bad tings before the dough came, boy, you know me
Eatin' good, but I ain't fuckin' with them, they lookin' for help, I'm hustlin' for wealth
Cut yours if you had mine, but I shoveled the deck, I thumped through a check
You ain't touched you a hunnid yet, quarter mil' on my neck, you nigga pathetic
Jesus piece for my loved ones, why they chasin' this fetty? You keep Him protected
You see him, then catch him, I don't care if I dead it, it's up then I said it
I ran out of Zacks and P's, I'm callin' a medic, I want it, I get it
Ain't shit changed, with the bankroll and the area code
Left hand when she seen me, I ain't did shit, I just stared at the ho
You know that she gone

[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
All my nigga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
Couple countries, I been gettin' more, I'm on Forgiatos, I was sittin' low
All my nigga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
Couple countries, I been gettin' more, I'm on Forgiatos, I was sittin' low
All my nigga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
Couple countries, I been gettin' more, I'm on Forgiatos, I was sittin' low
All my nigga rich and bored, fifty states, really fifty-four
Couple countries, I been gettin' more, I'm on Forgiatos, I was sittin' low

[Verse 2: YTB Fatt & Moneybagg Yo]
Blew his whole a rap check, he pathetic
Spectre Rolls, come electric
Brand new ones, I can swim in my section
BBR bag jeans, bitch, make me breakfast
I'm on the road to riches, I check my phone, Gotti text sayin' "be careful"
Live performance in the kitchen, the pot punchin' back, bandage myself like Nelly
I need a bandage, check the camera, if they raid the spot, throw the dope in the pantry
Supercharged my engine
Police on my trail, blacked out a car, Marilyn Manson
I got a bad bitch sellin' my dope
I got my young nigga sellin' my dope
More than one nigga sellin' my dope
I can sell out dope and sell out shows
Ratchet bitch, Rolls truck with a scrunchie
Why you BP all your cars? 'Cause it's on my head
Every show I do in the country, I walk in with it on me
Lamb truck, Maybach, I done it
V-Lac car, V truck, I done it
Fuck the price, drank pint, I want it
I buy four pints every Monday
Set up bitch, she on it, uh
Get 'em hit I'm on it, uh
He ain't havin' no cash
My Phantom look like Kodak
Pour up again Fox, uh-uh, uh, uh(What we doin'?)
Spent a ticket with all my diamonds, I'm the don of all this shit, Wafi
Throw that pussy at me
In my hub, you see diamonds on my wrist, faucet
Talk rich dick, she catch it
Me and Speak took turns on that bitch (Go)
All my cars go two hunnid (Go)
Lamb' shaped like an onion (Go)
My trap still doin' numbers (Go)
Spent a million, I done it (Go)
How you talkin' that gangsta shit? You ain't got shot at, you ain't got one hat
Yeah, I got caught with my pants down but you ain't gangsta enough to say you sent that
If I sent a hit, I'ma tell you (Ffff), if I ain't doin' the show, I'm servin' (What you need?)
Bad bitch, I curve it
All the racks 'round the killers, I ain't nervous