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Young N Rich
by Stassi Pryce
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Yuh
Lately I been on my Ps & Qs
Excuse my flex, it’s a lil bit rude
Gang gang strong me and my yute
Mouth like enema, that’s too loose
Yuh
Jet life to St. Lucia
Get out my way like, move cuh
I might send out my shooter
All hookah (That’s smoke!)
Dropping that check cuz I’m always up
Me & my squad don’t give no fucks
Money coming in pon di dumpah truck
Love that green so me might cuff, yuh
Iced out while I cook, ha
Ima be serving you looks, in the club in the couch
With the big fat house, with the grills in my mouth
Even when the lights out
When I lie down
I’m in my, customized, designer lingerie
With a crown
Full of VVs
Give me brain freeze
Follow my lead baby look all around
Got endless Louis on deck
Look how my diamonds so wet
Benjamins all I collect
Ruby red is all I trek
215, Philly Jawn never forget
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah ah
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Feeling like feeling like Sailor Moon
I bring the wave like it’s typhoon
Money always on my mind, might say I do
Ice on my neck so I scream achoo
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Gotta lay low, uh
Tell ‘em I gotta lay low like the back of ya soul, ah
Between you and me let ‘em go
Get to the bag on the road
Come back and spend all the dough
Getaway sun got me looking like mocha
Blew it all on me in Roma
Living la vida loca
Trynna get it popping like 2x2
Body on freak like its Cancún
Money on my line like "Hey, guess who?"
Hoes so sick like I’m the flu
Ain’t in my clique can’t hang in my crew
Gang in the whip, stars in the roof
I got the drip cuz I got the loot
I predict money showers, make it rain on you
On you
Bills all blue
Tell ‘em watch ya step cuz I got that goo
It ain’t no sweat this ain’t really nothing new
I could never be vex in this type of shoe
So I rock that Louboutin
Cash like a model it’s super long
My type of bottle is super strong
Bank like the lotto with stupids funds
Stu-stupid funds
YUH!
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah ah
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Feeling like feeling like Sailor Moon
I bring the wave like it’s typhoon
Money always on my mind, might say I do
Ice on my neck so I scream achoo
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Yuh
Lately I been on my Ps & Qs
Excuse my flex, it’s a lil bit rude
Gang gang strong me and my yute
Mouth like enema, that’s too loose
Yuh
Jet life to St. Lucia
Get out my way like, move cuh
I might send out my shooter
All hookah (That’s smoke!)
Dropping that check cuz I’m always up
Me & my squad don’t give no fucks
Money coming in pon di dumpah truck
Love that green so me might cuff, yuh
Iced out while I cook, ha
Ima be serving you looks, in the club in the couch
With the big fat house, with the grills in my mouth
Even when the lights out
When I lie down
I’m in my, customized, designer lingerie
With a crown
Full of VVs
Give me brain freeze
Follow my lead baby look all around
Got endless Louis on deck
Look how my diamonds so wet
Benjamins all I collect
Ruby red is all I trek
215, Philly Jawn never forget
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah ah
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Feeling like feeling like Sailor Moon
I bring the wave like it’s typhoon
Money always on my mind, might say I do
Ice on my neck so I scream achoo
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Gotta lay low, uh
Tell ‘em I gotta lay low like the back of ya soul, ah
Between you and me let ‘em go
Get to the bag on the road
Come back and spend all the dough
Getaway sun got me looking like mocha
Blew it all on me in Roma
Living la vida loca
Trynna get it popping like 2x2
Body on freak like its Cancún
Money on my line like "Hey, guess who?"
Hoes so sick like I’m the flu
Ain’t in my clique can’t hang in my crew
Gang in the whip, stars in the roof
I got the drip cuz I got the loot
I predict money showers, make it rain on you
On you
Bills all blue
Tell ‘em watch ya step cuz I got that goo
It ain’t no sweat this ain’t really nothing new
I could never be vex in this type of shoe
So I rock that Louboutin
Cash like a model it’s super long
My type of bottle is super strong
Bank like the lotto with stupids funds
Stu-stupid funds
YUH!
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah ah
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah
Feeling like feeling like Sailor Moon
I bring the wave like it’s typhoon
Money always on my mind, might say I do
Ice on my neck so I scream achoo
Young N Rich, gotta get it
Young N Rich, ah go
Young N Rich, I do what I want
Young N Rich, ah