RNP

Lyrics

[Intro] Rich nigga problems (Rich nigga problems, baby, give me some cash) (You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz) Huh [Verse 1] You a motherfuckin' lowlife, never be shit I just fucked Q, I bought her Cs, I been on P shit Pussy wet like a ocean, fuck around and got sea sick Fish out of water, you might drown in the deep end Am I gon' spend some money on you? Shit, it all depends I got a young bitch in Miami, flewed out for the weekend Brodie, he a real P man, just like Meek Man You ain't speak when I ain't had no pape', why you speakin' now? I'm at the point where like you got a beef or nah? I should fuck around and drop the top on the Beamer now Beefin', man, that shit for broke niggas, I ain't beefin' now So much money, I could get a nigga killed so easy now Put a belt on them kids, pop, goes the weasel now I'll never see your ass again, hasta la vista now Buy one, you get taxed, you buy ten, you get it cheap for now [Chorus] I just broke my money counter, rich nigga problems All these hoes wanna fuck, rich nigga problems I just fucked up my Bentley truck, rich nigga problems I don't know where to hide the money, rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, got rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, got rich nigga problems [Verse 2] You got robbed and ain't do shit, bitch nigga problems You got shot and ain't shoot shit, bitch nigga problems You hit hoes that have loose lips, bitch nigga problems I got rich nigga problems, your bitch tryna holler I encourage you to get some money, you ain't seen none I really just want a hundred Ms, I don't need much Sill with the same niggas, we ain't never had the team up Just saw an opp on aisle five, it's a clean up I can't fuck with you like that, I got a whole bitch I gotta let 'em know up front, you know how hoes get Niggas out here fakin' Illuminati, that's some bold shit How you wanna sell your soul and you ain't never sold shit? You ain't never sold a zip, you never sold a brick I'd rather respect a pimp, at least he sold a bitch I got tired of lookin' over my shoulder, I had to go legit My old head, he don't even wear no jewelry, you don't even know he rich [Chorus] I just broke my money counter, rich nigga problems All these hoes wanna fuck, rich nigga problems I just fucked up my Bentley truck, rich nigga problems I don't know where to hide the money, rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, got rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, rich nigga problems Rich nigga problems, got rich nigga problems