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The Kid LAROI, Nardo Wick - RICH BOY (Official Audio)

The Kid LAROI, Nardo Wick ”RICH BOY“ Out Now ”RICH BOY“ Lyrics: Hit-Boy I got a hundred hoes, I'm still lonely I hide my heart so they can't steal it from me Flew my ghetto bitch to Puerto Rico, she came in about me She said, "Who you have in Turks and Caicos?", I said "Baby, stop it" Gave her a kiss and told her she so pretty, she said "You so toxic" I said "You right baby, that might be true, 'cause I get that a lot" I put diamonds on my wrists, ain't no more cuffs (No more cuffs) I threw my heart in the ocean, ain't no more love (No more love) Nigga try to infiltrate, I fill 'em up with slugs So I tell the graveyard, "Have that hole already dug" We used to have roaches on the ceiling now it's stars on the roof Used to be a lover boy now I'm a dog, hear me roof I'm a young, turnt, rich nigga I'm a young, turnt, rich boy I'm a young, turnt, rich nigga (Young, turnt, rich nigga) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Alright) And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion You not my bitch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in Walk in the million dollar meeting This loud pack smellin' musty, woah All windows tinted on the Rolls Moncler for the times it was cold Mama used to use food stickers Now I got a half a ticket just for a show Used to wake up my back sore Ask Kenny he'll tell you the goal (That's my dog, fasho) Always kept it one hundred from the day one that's my dog Fuck whatever that they talking about I'm with a bad ass bitch counting large amounts I swear nobody ever thought that I'd amount to this Fuck 'em all for it, I'm too turnt up, woah-oh I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich nigga) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (I'm too turnt up, woah-oh) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich nigga) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich nigga) Woah, woah And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion (No discussion) You not my bitch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public (You not my) I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in (On God) Walk in the million dollar meeting This loud pack smellin' musty, woah Me and Nardo, back to back on this shit That ain't my ho', she all cap, I ain't never spent racks on that bitch But I did have her at the telly, blew the back out that bitch She start talkin' 'bout her ex, get the fuck out my crib I ain't got time for that, sorry I can't bond to that On my superstar shit, the coupe is on starship Sorry I ain't got time for that, one more trip to Pari' It's apparent, I'm too turnt up, woah-oh I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich nigga) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (I'm too turnt up, woah-oh) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich nigga) I'm a young, turnt, rich boy (Young, turnt, rich nigga) And we get money on this side, baby, that's no discussion You not my bitch shawty, you trippin', we can't be seen in public I seen too many fold so God's the only one I trust in Walk in the million dollar meeting This loud pack smellin' musty, (woah) Next: ”F*ck Love“ feat Joseph Black ©2023The Kid LAROI All rights reserved by The Kid LAROI.