Rich Nigga Problems

[Intro]
Huh
Yeah
It's Gucci
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm high, I'm fly (Huh), literally and figuratively (It's Gucci)
And my bitch had an epiphany that I'ma buy her Tiffany (Wow)
And like Zay, I play the keys, but not the ones that's at the sympathy (No)
And like Birdman, put some respect on my name when you mention me (On my name)
The Trizzy got my dizzy, hit me back, bitch, I'm busy (Hit me back)
My money tall as Joel Embiid, but I don't play for Philly (Well, damn)
Richard Mille, for really (Huh), scratch off on Pirellis (Skrrt, skrrt)
And all these bitch choosin' on me, all my bitches jealous (Wow)
Shout out to Pooh, you a fool, shout out to Go Grizzly (Grizz)
I know my name is Gucci Mane, but, no, I'm not from Memphis (Ayy, man)
I pulled up in two different Bentleys (Huh) on two different Wednesdays (Wow)
No, it's not a coincidence, I'm just really gettin' it (It's Gucci)
How you fit all that money in your pocket? I don't understand (Huh)
Backend trillion dollars, worth a yen, Tokyo, Japan
Smokin' kush and takin' shots of sake in another land
I can't lie, my bankroll got hydraulics, but you wouldn't understand (Well, damn)

[Chorus]
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, yeah)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, it's Gucci)
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems)
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, yeah)
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, huh)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, yeah)

[Verse 2]
If a nigga play with me, then he gon' need a dentist (Damn)
My bitch got a Birkin problem, I think she addicted (Huh)
Ferrari or Bugatti, I can't choose, I feel conflicted (Fuck)
I had to hire some help to help me keep folks out my business (Huh)
A nigga talkin' down on me ain't never hurt my feelings
He probably mad at Gucci 'cause I keep fuckin' his bitches (Facts)
They say I'm a head case, my car ain't got no ceilin'
I'm ridin' in a Spyder, man, but they say I'm the villain (Wow)
Foreign bitch on top of me, she toppin' me so sloppily
Money like Monopoly, I told speak in guapanese (Go, go)
Niggas wanna be the king and it ain't even Halloween (No)
Kick more shit than Messi, nigga, I might buy a soccer team (Huh)
Off the rip, I do more numbers than Wilt (Yeah)
My very first whip, I bought that off the wheel (Skrrt, skrrt)
My car's electric now, so I don't got no gas problems (Gas)
The flow so timeless, I can't never have no cash problems (Cash, cash)

[Chorus]
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, it's Gucci)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, well, damn)
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, it's Gucci)
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems,yeah)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, huh)
I got rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems)
Rich nigga problems (Problems), rich nigga problems (Problems, wow)