Juice Wrld - Rich Nigga Shit lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Juicy (Yo) Nav-y (Yo) Yo Pi'erre, wanna come out here? (Ayy) [Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD] Rich ni**a sh*t, calamari I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry 1996 Benz, Tyler Perry 1996 rims like Atari (Ayy, ayy) Brown diamonds on, b*tch I'm Nestlé I don't play the radio, I'm not Gretzky Chicken bock, bock like a nest king I keep Wockhardt on my belly (Yeah) [Verse 1: Young Thug & Juice WRLD] I just spent your salary Walked inside of the exhibit and bought the gallery (Uh, uh-huh) I'm so wet that y'all done balled out on my cavities (Uh-huh) Havin' sex with your old lady, I lost calories (Uh-huh) Rich sh*t, I'm playin' Louis ping pong with my bestie (Uh) Made a TV show with some lesbi's (Uh-huh) Like the TV show out of [?] (Uh) G-stop, pull your stones out your [?] Bought my dawg a new killer, it's a [?] All the fortunes and the winners wanna bash me (Slatt, slatt, slatt) I rock mix, but it ain't december 'cause my diamonds Women like men, loving all these money (b*tch, b*tch) I'm a real car Coachella, tell 'em come in in Margiela I don't like her, I can't sweat her, I just come and keep it mellow I got ninety pills on me, like a, [?] Rolls Royce trucks I'm bell up, goin' for my brother [Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD] Rich ni**a sh*t, calamari I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry 1996 Benz, Tyler Perry 1996 rims like Atari Brown diamonds on, b*tch I'm Nestlé I don't play the radio, I'm not Gretzky Chicken bock, bock like a nest king I keep Wockhardt on my belly (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: Juice WRLD] Back in 'em days, minimum wage Now a ni**a up talkin' to [?] Slide on a opp block, with a Blu-Ray Extended clip, we movie gang Your boyfriend like "Ooh, she cames" Went and took her anyway Now he want his girl back fu*k you, have a nice day (Yeah) Burberry on my coat If it's a problem, I'm pulling up ten-four Walk in his house, smoke a ni**a like endo Percocet popper, don’t fu*k with the benzos Party in the brib, pick a line for the info Murder every ni**a, murder every instrumental They not my kinfolk They finna get fu*ked up when I hop out the Benz like Rambo, uh sh*t, I made the devil dance Leanin' all over this song, don't think I stand a chance Separate my rights from my wrongs, to never be wrong again But I'm DJ Khaled with it all 'cause all I do is win [Chorus: Young Thug] Rich ni**a sh*t, calamari I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry 1996 Benz, Tyler Perry 1996 rims like Atari Brown diamonds on, b*tch I'm Nestlé I don't play the radio, I'm not Gretzky Chicken bock, bock like a nest [?] I keep Wockhardt on my belly