YUNG RICH HAITIAN Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Lamborghini Gallardo, it's a spaceship

Bout to rock another show, I'm feeling anxious

New crib, three floors, it's really spacious

I'ma do my own thing, I don't care if it's sanctioned

This history in the making

I'm always in my own lane, so why they always hating

I'm a young, rich, Haitian

Know I'm with the Franklin's

Had to cut some snakes off, cause they always faking

This year I'ma make it, at least that's what I'm thinking

I don't got a plan, only manifestation

If I cross a problem, you know I'ma always face it

You know I'ma man up, that white chalk finna trace him

Yeah, let's slow down the beat

Walked up in the party, got two thousand on my feet

This a real function, forty cars parked down the street

New day, new me, who am I gonna be?

Yeah, I got true religion jeans

With some carti frames but still I cannot see

Yeah, I let her put my chains on, but she might start to freeze

Windows down feel the breeze, listen to the palm trees

Catch a vibe, see my steeze

Bow down, get on your knees

Whip foreign, it's overseas

She boring, she for the streets

I'm coolin, we sippin' Tweas

You wanna be with me, but we can never be

And real soon you gon' see, yeah