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(Yarri) Huh, uh-huh, uh (Bino) I'm too fuckin' rich, I'm too fuckin' lit I'm, I'm too fuckin' rich, I'm, uh, pull up with a stick Uh, uh, I'm too fuckin' rich, I'm too fuckin' lit (Goddamn) I might pull up with a stick, both Cubans, let 'em hit (Yeah) I'm too fuckin' rich, I'm too fuckin' rich (Yeah) I'm too fuckin'— uh, huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I'm too fuckin' lit to be out here posted in the brick I'm too fuckin' rich to be out here fuckin' a broke bitch In the hood with all my Cubans on, shooter got a switch I remember I was just broke as shit, rockin' K-Swiss Boxing rings, Javante Davis, how these diamonds hit? Servin' fiends, guap in jeans full of dog shit, uh-huh Pop my shit, I come sign to Illuminati I don't wanna hear shit you talkin' if it ain't 'bout money Servin' fiends, guap in jeans full of dog shit I got Percs and lean, purple, green codeine in that bitch I got young niggas who'll bend your block and— frrt-frrt with that switch I won't catch no fuckin' STD from fuckin' a broke bitch Boxing rings, Javante Davis, how these diamonds hit? Come through Cybertruck, I know they see me, I'm shinin' behind these tints I'm in public with my cannon out, but, ho, don't call me Nick Uh, shooter on the courtside like we play for the Knicks Letras de canciones I'm too fuckin' lit to be out here posted in the brick I'm too fuckin' rich to be out here fuckin' a broke bitch In the hood with all my Cubans on, shooter got a switch I remember I was just broke as shit, rockin' K-Swiss Boxing rings, Javante Davis, how these diamonds hit? Servin' fiends, guap in jeans full of dog shit, uh-huh Pop my shit, I come sign to Illuminati I don't wanna hear shit you talkin' if it ain't 'bout money Rose gold diamond grill and my shit flawless I'm bout' that cash money, baby, like I'm from New Orleans If you ain't get no money, baby, you can't spend the night Pull up in an all-white Phantom, ho, that poltergeist Baby, these real VVS is hittin' without the light Uh, I don't rock fake jewelry, this ain't moissanite Uh, up my blick and go to bustin', I ain't tryna fight Baby, these fuckin' diamonds on me punchin' like a Tyson fight I'm too fuckin' lit to be out here posted in the brick I'm too fuckin' rich to be out here fuckin' a broke bitch In the hood with all my Cubans on, shooter got a switch I remember I was just broke as shit, rockin' K-Swiss Boxing rings, Javante Davis, how these diamonds hit? Servin' fiends, guap in jeans full of dog shit, uh-huh Pop my shit, I come sign to Illuminati I don't wanna hear shit you talkin' if it ain't 'bout money From Letras Mania