Rich And Flexin
I'm drunk, I'm rich
I'm flexin, ain't that a bitch?
Bitches all on my jock
They want my Dang-a lang
Swinging all on my nuts like an orangutan
Half a million dollar car
Half a million dollar watch
No roof on the Drophead Phantom
It got karate chopped
Got a couple black belts
But they all from Louis Louis
Get get 'em wetter than scuba divers
These fuckin' groupy-groupies
Swagger's through the ceiling
These haters mad as fuck
Get money like Vegas chips
BITCH stack em up!
I'm drunk, I'm rich
I'm flexin, ain't that a bitch?
Bitches be crying for me
They want my autograph
Shorty rollercoaster ridin: Six Flags
She'll food on that dick?
I'll never eat that bitch
Cold feelings, hard dick
No hands got me rich
I’m on my Bricksquad monopoly shit
Stuntin with the roof off
Flocka always flexin bad hoes always textin
Tatted up like a mexican
Magnums for protection
Flocka meet me at the weston
Up on my wish bone
These hoes get split in two
I don't want no birds up in my car
I don't drive no chicken coupe
I be all in that new ferrari
I be spillin out champaene
No rocks on the road Luda? Bitch
They all in my damn chain
Gotta keep it moving Mami
Gotta get that guacamole
I got that purp and a little bit of gold
I got shit run with Kobe
Like I should shoot the jayyy
And smoke a couple too
Other rappers wanna be my friends
Im to rich to Fuck with you