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Yeat - Rich Off Rap Lyrics

Rïch off rap Lyrics[Intro: Yeat]
Ayy, no cap, man
I just got off the phone with Uzi, man
He told me, "Slime, you're tearing this shit up"
I said, "Yeah, we're touching millions easy"
They don't touch no 'buns either, its really easy
I just did shit the wrong way

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, all of my diamonds, they flooded
Walk in the building, my bitch done love it (Love it)
I don't even need you to tell me nothin' (Huh, yeah)
I already knew I'm the muhfuckin' one (Yeah)
I already knew all this shit from the jump, I told you this shit already been done, ho (Ho)
You can get slapped, huh (You can get slapped, yeah)
I'm on the phone with my slatt (Yeah)
I ain't ever gon' talk about none of my brothers behind they back, I ain't no rat (No cap)
I'm telling you, they be on lame shit, they be on foo shit, bitch, they all whack (All whack)
I'm telling you, I'm in my lane, bitch, you is a brain, bitch, give it all back (Swerve)
Yeah, give it all back, I just pulled up in a Scat (Skrrt)
I don't be fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma dodge all the muhfuckin' cap (The cap)
All of my brothers, we known we rich, my pockets rich off rap
Pull up outside, and I ain't even doing nothing, lil' bitch, I'm rich off the rap, huh
Yeah, rich off the rap (The rap), take them lil' boys off the map (The map)
We take a lil' pussy out they shoes, we circle 'round the corner, then we take that shit back (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
No, this shit ain't no blues, but you 'boutta lose, 'cause this shit get sad (Lil' sad)
I know that you got it confused, 'cause you don't got no views, this shit turnin' sad, hey (It's sad)
Bitch, I'm as high as a crane (Lil' crane)
Your bitch 'bout to pull up and give Helmut Lang
You ain't even understand what I'm saying, I'm talkin' 'bout the muhfuckin' brain (Yeah, yeah)
Yves Saint Laurent for the frame (Yeah, yeah), you shoot for the moon, but you late (Luh Yeat)
Bitch, I'm already awake (Luh Yeat)
My music, this shit here to stay (Yeah, that's facts)

[Verse: Gwallahs]
Bitch, I want top, Helmut Lang
So I'm Goku, I go Super Saiyan
She on her knees, I don't think that she praying
She got that super soaker, it be spraying (Phew, phew, phew)
Your bitch all on my body, I'm finna fill her right up
I got your girl, she a thotty, she wanna take all my nut (Yeah, yeah)
In the 305 with all my Zoe's
My wrist really frozen, you know it's gon' snow
Got a bad French bitch, that my new château
I got rich off of rap, I ain't scamming no more (No more)
Bitch, I'mma smoke in that booth
I need some lean, I'm sneezing, achoo (Yeah)
Thirty-six hundred, my shoe
I got niggas that's red and blue (Red and blue)
She wanna kick it, jujitsu
I'm so legendary, nigga, call me Mew
He a fake blood, saying "Woosoo" (Hmm, hmm)
Take a trip with my bitch to Jimmy Choo
I got snakes in my lawn like bamboo (Hah, ah)
And my bitch is a doll like voodoo
Level up and evolve like Mewchu (Hah, ah, ah)
Got connections around like Bluetooth (Ah)
She wanna do it again (Again), but I'm tryna fuck on her friend (Fuck on her friend)
Swervin' around in a Benz (Around in a Benz), got Cartier all on my lens ('Ier all on my lens)
All of y'all niggas is bums, all of y'all niggas is fuckin' disgusting
Walk in the front, through the door (Woah, woah), I had the party go up and it's jumpin'
I'm finna give up my life (My life), I'm finna go take the chance (Chance)
All of my diamonds, they glist' (They glist'), all of my diamonds they dance
And my bro count stayin' on low, 'cause niggas be snakin' they mans
Got the money when I'm young, now I got infinite bands (Infinite bands)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, all of my diamonds, they flooded
Walk in the building, my bitch done love it (Love it)
I don't even need you to tell me nothin' (Huh, yeah)
I already knew I'm the muhfuckin' one (Yeah)
I already knew all this shit from the jump, I told you this shit already been done, ho (Ho)
You can get slapped, huh (You can get slapped, yeah)
I'm on the phone with my slatt (Yeah)
I ain't ever gon' talk about none of my brothers behind they back, I ain't no rat (No cap)
I'm telling you, they be on lame shit, they be on foo shit, bitch, they all whack (All whack)
I'm telling you, I'm in my lane, bitch, you is a brain, bitch, give it all back (Swerve)
Yeah, give it all back, I just pulled up in a Scat (Skrrt)
I don't be fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma dodge all the muhfuckin' cap (The cap)
All of my brothers, we known we rich, my pockets rich off rap
Pull up outside, and I ain't even doing nothing, lil' bitch, I'm rich off the rap, huh
Yeah, rich off the rap (The rap), take them lil' boys off the map (The map)
We take a lil' pussy out they shoes, we circle 'round the corner, then we take that shit back (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
No, this shit ain't no blues, but you 'boutta lose, 'cause this shit get sad (Lil' sad)
I know that you got it confused, 'cause you don't got no views, this shit turnin' sad, hey (It's sad)
Bitch, I'm as high as a crane (Lil' crane)
Your bitch 'bout to pull up and give Helmut Lang
You ain't even understand what I'm saying, I'm talkin' 'bout the muhfuckin' brain (Yeah, yeah)
Yves Saint Laurent for the frame (Yeah, yeah), you shoot for the moon, but you late (Luh Yeat)
Bitch, I'm already awake (Luh Yeat)
My music, this shit here to stay (Yeah, that's facts)