[Intro]
(I-I-ISM)
[Chorus: Kid Ink]
Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah)
Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah)
Come for me, you can jog
They be stall, I'm a boss
su*k my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah)
On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh)
Rich talk
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Pushin' this torque
Whippin' the ride a [?] (Aye)
Crib look like a resort (Aye)
That wasn't always the story
Daddy was doin' [?] and playin' down to fourth
Barely was makin' the Ms and swinging in the Benz
Jumpin' off the border deport
This sh*t is sport
Light up the front, it was bombs away
Looking at the Rollie, it's time to play
You still be bussin' from 9 to 5, now I could wake up any time of the day
Aye, got so much money on mind
Just with the sleeper woke up in a vault (Uh)
Got 'em, new Louboutins
Now money fall everywhere where lil baby walk
[Chorus: Kid Ink]
Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah)
Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah)
Come for me, you can jog
They be stall, I'm a boss
su*k my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah)
On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh)
Rich talk
[Verse 2: Rory Fresco]
My cup, I put mud in there
Duckin' the shade with a Louis V bucket hat
ni**as be lame and say we don't fu*k with that
Only talk paper, you never discussin' that
Disgustin' the way I run that fu*kin' bag
If I say up then you know that we stuck with that
Don't try me you fu*k 'round and find out your luck is back
Hit her from the back, shawty said that she lovin' it
Big dog, left her with a limp walk
Probably got a pill, talk
Probably 'cause I'm him
I keep ballin', I don't even need the gym
Slam dunk on the Forgiato rims
Big house, b*tch, I'm living like a sims
Kick a b*tch out, get the boots, no Timbs
Ain't talkin' about big amounts than I don't really hear
[Bridge: Kid Ink]
Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah)
Rich walk, she got a rich walk
[Verse 3: Kid Ink]
L-L-Look at that sh*t, I'm in Vegas
Who the fu*k is you playin' with?
VVS on me, stainless
100K for the plane sh*t
Every diamond, I can't let it slide
ni**a, I need all of my payments
Now we ain't on the same sh*t
Rather rich than be famous (Oh)
I rather put all my brothers on (Woo)
We got came way to my brother home
Long live the homies and another gone
Pour out the b*tch inside her home
Hoppin' in the P1, ballin' like I'm D1
ni**a know the stylin'
Never get a free one
Money is the topic, you ain't gotta speak none
I know what to say when the freaks come
[Chorus: Kid Ink]
Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah)
Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah)
Come for me, you can jog
They be stall, I'm a boss
su*k my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah)
On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh)
Rich talk
[Outro: Kid Ink]
We gettin' straight to the bag
Know they gon' hit when they brag
All this sh*t that I never had
I ain't even checkin' no tag
Let me take care of the [?]