Young Chop - I'm Rich Remix lyrics

[Intro Red Cafe] Shake down I got a tatted up b**h Pissing on her titties Louis bag YSL Baddest in the city That girl a** juicy She got me getting trippy She get freaky for the boss She know I ball silly [Intro hook] Look I'm rich, I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich My car fast, My b**h bad, I'm rich I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich My car fast, My b**h bad, I'm rich I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich [ Red Cafe's Verse ] And i'm faded All the cars and wardrobe the latest And the bottles coming non stop Started from the bottom but a n***a still made it Shake down mother f** these haters Roll up finna smoke of my papers What it do though I'm a fool though Got the new Hublot car move blow Back home from the district red light Three chicks at a time one red light Act crazy I got gunners Got work and we doing numbers New York what All my chicks swagged out Out in Vegas i cashed out Threw my forty five racks out Then i poured up till i pa**ed out [ Hook ] f** y'all I'm rich, I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich My car fast, My b**h bad, I'm rich I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich [ Ace Hood's verse ] Okay now all hail to the king n***a Glock forty's my pain k**er I ain't stunting on p**y n***as Go and ask your b**h if she's seen realer I'll give her back when i'm done with her s** it dry she's a babysitter I'm at Anguilla eating conchfritters And i'm smoking k**er in a fly villa I ain't new to this b**h i'm to legit If i'm driving dog then its the latest sh** I ball hard on my bull sh** I'm like Micheal Jordan back in ninety six I Stevie Wonder i don't see the sh** Probably hit your girl but i plead the fifth Got the sky dweller for the time teller Got a rich taste like a Wine Cellar [French Montana's verse] b**hing n***a crib inside the Central Park Blowing money like i'm slanging Dope and Balling mall If that p**y whack then i probably never call tomorrow If that p**y good then i'll probably buy the b**h the mall Heat game floor seats f** that call the law Alley-opp Fast Break could have stole the ball Blowing money fast like i'm Rafael Andrews k** that p**y tell that ho go and call the reff [ Jeremih's verse ] f** y'all n***as counting other n***as figures Better know a n***as rich I know your money too short And i be on the west coast just throw your b**h I heard about you s**ers Y'all be chasing after money I be running to the Chase Now i got so much new fan I'm like b**h get the f** out my mother f**ing face Soon or later i'm a check a hundred Assure you i'm the hottest of this R&B sh** And they know it That b**h like my money And my weed she blowing In giuseppes sitting counting paper where Jamaicans be going Take a trip too shorts make it rip double that Make it flip Bankroll Bless me i don't even need a handkerchief [Hook] f** y'all I'm rich, I racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich My car fast, My b**h bad, I'm rich I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich I'm racked up, I'm strapped up, I'm rich My car fast, My b**h bad, I'm rich I grind hard, I play hard, I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich f** y'all I'm rich