Young Dolph - Rich Crack Baby lyrics

[Hook] Rich crack baby, rich crack baby I’m ’bout that paper for real, man, y’all lil’ n***as just be playin’, aye 12 years old, I said I never let a b**h play me Rich crack baby, rich crack baby Foreigners, n***a, I drive ’em all, I’m all about the dollar signs Everyday I wake up I got new haters, tell ’em to fall in line Boy you’re a worker, n***a I’m the boss That means I get all the money Rich crack baby, rich crack baby [Verse 1] [?] six bags in the trunk and two b**hes with me I’m fresh as a b**h, and I got two pistols with me Bossed down Rollie ain’t got residue on it Dolce and Gabbana everything, and I got these ice cubes on me I don’t know how I do it, don’t know how I did it I ran off these millions I sh** on f**n***as and leave b**hes all in their feelings In the living room counting gualla Apple [?] like [?] Sixty-thousand on a watch 400 on a drop [`] standing on the block So now we’re sitting on the top Coppin’ coupes off the showroom Doing donuts out the lot I just pulled a [?] drink Smoking kush, trying to break the bank, aye I just pulled up in a Wraith on an empty tank [Hook] Rich crack baby, rich crack baby I’m ’bout that paper for real, man, y’all lil’ n***as just be playin’, aye 12 years old, I said I never let a b**h play me Rich crack baby, rich crack baby Foreigners, n***a, I drive ’em all, I’m all about the dollar signs Everyday I wake up I got new haters, tell ’em to fall in line Boy you’re a worker, n***a I’m the boss That means I get all the money Rich crack baby, rich crack baby [Verse 2] I just took another trip I make another flip I just took it at your b**h Then I skeeted on her lips Playing with a real n***a That’s how n***as get k**ed I count money with the Bloods I count money with the Crips I cannot f** with the fake I’m just keeping that sh** real Momma had a crack baby He went got a couple mill Remember when he got a [?] I went got a couple cribs Mother-f** your record deal, uh 50 bags of gas at the spot where I left it Told my lil’ b**h that she a real one, so I kept her [Outro] I’m on another level There’s a big difference Tune in [Hook] Rich crack baby, rich crack baby I’m ’bout that paper for real, man, y’all lil’ n***as just be playin’, aye 12 years old, I said I never let a b**h play me Rich crack baby, rich crack baby Foreigners, n***a, I drive ’em all, I’m all about the dollar signs Everyday I wake up I got new haters, tell ’em to fall in line Boy you’re a worker, n***a I’m the boss That means I get all the money Rich crack baby, rich crack baby