#richasever Lyrics

I done got richer than ever

I got more bitches than ever

She said I'm bipolar I switch like the weather

Baby I know we the new Rockefeller

Look how much I spent on my sweater it's leather

Boy you get hit with a (BUH)

Boy you get hit with this big ass beretta

These niggas be mad they ain't getting no cheddar

Mad at me because I be getting to the Feta

Getting the bankroll these niggas fed up

I'm in this bitch back uh

I'm in this bitch mailbox like a letter

She only be leaving the house when I let her

Hot like equator

Top of the radar

Take off your make up look stupid like mater

I ain't even worried bout shit but the paper

Come with me we can scam off a PayPal

Got a freak and she just wanna lay down

She autistic she having a breakdown

All they be asking is how much I make now

Spin round spin round bringing the blicks out

Running the missiles

Run into his house

Running her lips down

Bringing her tits out

I cannot miss out

I'm really him now

Now I got munyun

Flooding my wrist out

Taking his bitch out, I know he pissed off

Pockets fat fat looking like Lizzo

I'm going stupid crazy in a benzo (skrrrr)

I been the man, man with a plan

I'm stupid hot but I got fans

His outfit weak that's not my mans

All white fit Ku Klux Klan

I'm changing the memo

Calling me Mèröe

Head got a halo, she say hello

Thinking bout payrolls thinking bout bankrolls

Thinking bout munyun, cash, money, money, peso, racks, money, money

I can't cap you fucking stinky hoe, I don't even want nothing from you

You bitches lame can't even talk about shit just want something from me

Wrapping this blunt up just like a mummy

Calling her mommy

Dick in her tummy

Talk my shit like Mahatma Gandhi

Get these lame ass niggas from round me

On his head I put a lil bounty

Not talking chocolate

Talking the opposite

Pop a lil percocet now I'm on top of it

Pop out at the show and I just started rocking it

That fit you got on would look better if I was rocking it

I got the code cracked but I'm just locking it

Tell your nigga to stop calling my phone or I'm blocking him

Three in the morning I'm having ideas I hop in the stu and I'm locking in

I don't need no engineer I'm punching in

He coming close and I'm punching him

Bitch coming close and I'm fucking it

Bitch coming close and I'm touching it

Bag coming close because I run to it

Bag coming close Ba Bag coming close

I'm in the trap with fashionable hoes

Don't give up the addy cause this shit enclosed

I got the shoes matching with the Rolls, matching with the Porsche because I'm a boss