Rich Nigga Summer 2025

[Intro]
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)

[Chorus]
Yeah, aw shit, twin, here we go again
Sun out, guns out, hair blowin' in the wind
Summer time, bitch, we outside and we goin' in
All this ice on my neck, bitch wanna give me neck
200K, no sweat, I can put that on the set
You ain't got no face, no body, no flex
Ain't no stylist nowhere around when I think 'bout gettin' dressed
She twerkin' so hard, she done damn near broke her back
Bro got flicked in Ohio, he almost made it back
She said she wanna fuck first night, what's the catch?
I said it was a rich nigga summer and they slept

[Verse]
I pulled up in the white Carti's, choppers at the block party
Tell these hoes I'm not sorry, I ain't answerin' nothin' for three month, so don't fuckin' call me
I'm drownin', all these hoes in Don Juli like they alcoholics
She make her ass bounce up and down like she got hydraulics
I'm at the pool party but I ain't gettin' in the pool
You think I'm gettin' this new FN wet, you a fool
The AC on in the 'Cat, I'm tryna keep it cool
This bitch ask when we fuckin', I told that ho, "In June"
The brokest be the loudest nigga in the room
I was sittin' in the Maybach havin' court on Zoom
If you play with Damedot, then that nigga doomed
When I pulled off from the scene, all you heard was, "Vroom"
I got the hat, got the shirt, got the pants and shoes
Bad bitch with me got a attitude
You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?
I don't care who your nigga is, my bag weigh a ton
L don't care what you use to, baby, I'm the one, one strike and you done
When I fuck from the back, she like to run
My white bitch doin' ketamine, I told that bitch she dumb
I see you got all Amiri's with no money, you a bum
How much you want for that coochie? I'ma send that through a Zelle
If you cheat on your boyfriend with me, I won't tell
The bitch tried to get some money out me and she failed
Pendant so icy, you can't read what it spell
We'll cut that nigga head off and send it in the mail
If you say you in the Mafia, you really in the field
She tried to dance with the Don on her head and it spilled
How her ass and her tits fake as fuck but she real?
Strapped like some Velcro, twerk 'cause I said so
Broke bitch said can we chill, I'm like, "Hell no"
Before I pull up with the 'bows, you can smell those
Before I pull up with the 'bows, don't need to see 'em
I'm way streeter, you wanna be my eater?
I'ma put all these hoes on the cam, I'm a streamer
The bitch know she can get the fuck on, I don't need her
Everybody twerkin', she got ass like her people
I just heard your dog died, I'll get you hogtied, get a nigga squad wiped
I can't be a racist with these Cartier's 'cause they all white
We can sit here and do this turnt shit like all night
She asked me what color get her nails and toes all white
'Za in my blunt, we can fuck from the back, I don't wanna see the front
200K in a month, if a nigga say it's up, you know it's up
Seen a nigga loafin' in the cut, they done tore it up
She took too many shots, now she throwin' up
RGS the 5, Letter Family, they know it's us
All my hoes pull up lookin' fresh as fuck (Alexander Wang, watches and rings, chains, racks in the foreign thing)

[Chorus]
Yeah, aw shit, twin, here we go again
Sun out, guns out, hair blowin' in the wind
Summer time, bitch, we outside and we goin' in
All this ice on my neck, bitch wanna give me neck
200K, no sweat, I can put that on the set
You ain't got no face, no body, no flex
Ain't no stylist nowhere around when I think 'bout gettin' dressed
She twerkin' so hard, she done damn near broke her back
Bro got flicked in Ohio, he almost made it back

[Outro]
You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum? (You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?)