Rich Nigga Problems Lyrics

Yea ima um Put the Yop

Fifteens thirties

Fuck it, pop em

M fives rps

Fuck it, cop em

Rich Nigga sex always lit

When you high

Panoramic roof, off the neck

Look at the sky

Fifteens thirties

Fuck it, pop em

M fives rps

Fuck it, cop em

Rich Nigga sex always lit

When you high

Panoramic roof, off the neck

Look at the sky

Look at the sky

I'm so damn high

I'm so damn fried

Aye

She a boss bitch she just want a boss Nigga

On my way to the set, tell her friends To come with her

Everything on me , big checks this way

Percocets, off the drugs? No way

Had a threesome with her friend

The other day

That Shit was fun

Two bitches at the same damn time

I don't do one

I don't condone in drugs

But I do it anyways

I be high as hell floating round

Like outer space

Fucking in my truck cause

My son need some sleep

Hit my man's baby momma, I regret it

Shit was weak

When you get a main

You gotta keep a couple sides

Spending too much on drugs

But I got rich Nigga problems

Fifteens thirties

Fuck it, pop em

M five rps

Fuck it, cop em

Rich Nigga sex always lit

When you high

Panoramic roof, off the neck

Look at the sky

Fifteens thirties

Fuck it, pop em

M fives rps

Fuck it, cop em

Rich Nigga sex always lit

When you high

Panoramic roof, off the neck

Look at the sky