Rich Nigga

[Intro: Young Dolph]
Uh-huh
Dolph

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Now I did everything they said I couldn't do (Uh-huh)
If you had no other choice nigga wouldn't you?
What'cha know about trapping with them hundred-round drummers, boy?
Counting bread and killing instrumentals made by Drumma Boy (Paper Route Empire)
I'm doing too much they get scared
Went and got that coupe and then went got that iced out big head
But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga
I was raised not to hate but I swear I hate snitch niggas (I hate 'em)
Oops, I'm sorry, I'm the type of nigga to fall in there fresh as fuck and smoke out the party
I count my first hundred bands and said "Hallelujah!"
I can't do nothing but win, 'cause I'm a sore loser

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Ayy, all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga (Yeah)
I don't speak too much I just hold up my wrist nigga (Dope boy)
Them hoes be like "Dolph you think you slick, nigga" (Ha)
Too many faces out here I do it for my real niggas
Now I ain't ever had shit
So now that I got it now, can't nobody tell me shit
Everything I got, my nigga, I got it on my own
And every time you see me I flash, fuck I'm hella stoned (Sorry)
Pardon me do you have a lighter?
Smoke a nigga rich nigga shit
On my young rich nigga shit
Then have a young rich nigga spit
Memphis team, dawg, word, that's my shit

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga

[Verse 3: Tim Gates]
Yeah, told my family we gonna live like the Jacksons
Just be patient, and let me put it into action (Do it)
Niggas getting wrong, ain't no more relaxing (Now that ain't't)
Now I fuck with some [?] hoes in high fashion
Big money family that's my only passion
And the lawyer promise you, you gonna get your fraction
All you hear is numbers, you think you in math class
Complete everything I never been a half-ass
You know what it do, tryna live with the crew
Every night screwing, wake up to an ocean view (Right)
Yeah we make it happen never heard a no-excuse
And fuck with this Memphis nigga guaranteed to get the blues

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Floyd Mayweather, I make hits nigga (Yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga (Paper Route)
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga