[Hook]
Rich Gang n***a, Rich Gang n***a
Rich Gang n***a, Rich Gang n***a
Rich Gang n***a, Rich Gang n***a
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang n***a
Rich Gang n***a, Rich Gang n***a
Rich Gang n***a, Rich Gang n***a
Rich Gang n***a, Rich Gang n***a
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang n***a

[Verse 1]
Homie said she real, baby tryna phone or pop this pill
N***as on your hunned dollar, write my will
Splurge game in this bitch, it's Johnny Gill
Hundred pounds of kris, go sip baby still
Every other month off me – half a mill
So I don't do drugs, if the k ever show
Start this blow, that's all I know
I'm a go hard, what these fuck boys say?
Cover it up, he a fool with the K
Lay a n***a trap, that's where he gon lay
Snap this chick, that fritolay
Woa man n***a, that's a dirty game way
I be shootin n***as since back in '08
Seein through these n***as, I can tell that they fake
New clientele, gotta catch me a plate
I'm 2 seconds ahead, you 1 second late
On that kind of money, Shawty I can't wait
Act that way, move out my way
5000 choosin, move when I say
I ain't sparin no n***as, tryna fuck it
And I run my way, no way Jose
Look for me, you MIA
Shit is going up, that DOA