Young Thug, Juice WRLD - Rich Nigga Shit (with Juice WRLD)

Juicy (Yo) Nav-y Yo Pi'erre, wanna come out here? (Ayy) Rich nigga shit, calamari (Ow) I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry 1996 Benz, Tyler Perry 1996 rims like Atari (Ayy, ayy) Brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nessly I don't play the radio, I'm not Gretzky Chicken bock-bock like a nest king I keep Wockhardt on my belly (Yeah) I just spent your salary Walked inside of the exhibit and bought the gallery (Uh, uh-huh) I'm so wealthy, I done bought out on my cavities (Uh-huh) Havin' sex with your old lady, I lost calories (Uh-huh) Rich shit, I'm playin' Louis ping-pong with my bestie (Uh) Made a TV show with some lesbians (Uh-huh) Like the TV show, I done next'ed (Uh) G-Star, pull your thorns out your carat Bought my dawg a new kennel, it's a palace Hunnid fortune, and the winners wanna bash me (Slatt, slatt, slatt) I rock minks when it ain't December 'cause my diamonds Women lie and men lie, but not this money (Bitch, bitch) I'm a realer, call Coachella, tell 'em I'm comin' in Margiela I don't like her, I can't sweat her, I just come and keep it mellow I got ninety pills on me like I'm, Julius Peppers Rolls Royce truck, I'm bell up, goin' for my brother Rich nigga shit, calamari I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry 1996 Benz, Tyler Perry 1996 rims like Atari Ayy, brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nestlé I don't play the radio, I'm not Gretzky Chicken bock-bock like a nest king I keep Wockhardt on my belly (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Back in 'em days, minimum wage Now a nigga up, talkin' too paid Slide on a opp block with a Blu-Ray Extended clip, we movie gang Your boyfriend like, "Ooh, she came" Went and took her anyway Now he want his girl back Fuck you, have a nice day (Yeah) Burberry on my coat If it's a problem, I'm pulling up ten-four Walk in his house, smoke a nigga like endo Percocet popper, don't fuck with the benzos Party in the brib, pick a line for the info Murder every nigga, murder every instrumental They not my kinfolk They finna get fucked up when I hop out the Benz like Rambo, uh Shit, I made the devil dance Leanin' all over this song, don't think I stand a chance Separate my rights from my wrongs, to never be wrong again But I'm DJ Khaled with it all 'cause all I do is win Rich nigga shit, calamari I done pump faked on a split, I'm so sorry 1996 Benz, Tyler Perry 1996 rims like Atari Brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nestlé I don't play the radio, I'm not Gretzky Chicken bock-bock like a nest king I keep Wockhardt on my belly