Rich Bitch ft. 417 Kthree Lyrics

In love with you, feel like you're the one for me, and I'm the one for you They say the loudest

niggas the brokest in the room Just want your heart and I just hope it ain't too soon

Let a nigga play with her, they on the hit list

Picture perfect, you deserve it girl, you gifted

Put you on my wish list, just took her to the trenches

Hate when she actin' different, like damn girl, why you trippin'

Drop a bag on her, I need me a rich bitch The ones with long money, I need me a rich bitch

What's my type, know what I like, love me a rich bitch

A rich bitch, I'm looking for a rich bitch

Fuck everybody, she ain't the type to give her heart out and fuck everybody

And her friends trippin', Always shit to say about me

My sneaky link, but fuck her like her man probably

No, I can't be there every second, cause I'm still out in these streets

Know she miss me when I'm gone, got all my songs all on repeat

Let a nigga play with her, they on the hit list

Picture perfect, you deserve it girl, you gifted

Might Put you on my wish list, just took her to the trenches

Hate when she actin' different, like damn girl, why you trippin'

I say I need a rich bitch, that buy a brick for a nigga

Say she gon' drive while I slide go on a hit for a nigga

She say if we get pulled over, she holdin' blick for a nigga

She say if the opps try to fuck with her, she just might spit on a nigga

She got me all out here takin' pictures, she wanna fuck in the mirror

Can't lie, I'm a thug with some feelings, you just do somethin' to my spirit

You ain't gotta worry about other bitches, cause they ain't on your level

Almost slipped up, told this bitch I love her, and we ain't even together

You know damn well he can't fuck you like I fuck you, why you fuck with that nigga

You know he can't love you like I love you, that's why me and him different

I let her ride through the trenches, she got my heart to the ceiling

You gotta choose me and him, make sure you pick good decisions

Let a nigga play wit her they on the hit list

Picture perfect, you deserve it girl, you gifted

Put you on my wish list, just took her to the trenches

Hate when she actin' different, like damn girl, why you trippin'

I thank you for sunshine, thank you for rain

Thank you for joy, thank you for pain

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