LYRIC
RICH Lyrics by Kenny Mason, from the album “6“, music has been produced by COUPE, and RICH song lyrics are penned down by Kenny Mason.
RICH Lyrics
[?] Always there
And then you taught me how to care
You gave meaning to my life
I can’t wait to see you tonight, oh-oh
COUPE
Momma, I’m rich
Momma, I’m rich
I done got blood on my hands
Count it up quick
My niggas thuggin’ on camera
Hope we don’t slip, yeah
Tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up, tighten up
Momma, I’m rich
Momma, I’m rich
I’m on that new shit
Sit on my dick
I ride around with that pool stick
If you loosen your grip better
Tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up (Fye), tighten up (Fye)
Why would I switch sides?
I knew this side would end up the rich side
Original Big 9
Now with the switch on limited spitfire
[?] on numbers and [?] ’em up
[?] in the huddle with us
If they ain’t comе from the struggle with us
Came out thе jungle, juugin’ and jugglin’ trauma
Just got the cost of the commas
Kissin’ the cup
Came up from clutchin’ on corners
You came up cutting corners
Clique in the cut
Since a lil’ kid I would cut it, I spent my loneliness on it
Bitch wanna fuck and she don’t even know me
Can’t 1-on-1, I’m the one and the only
I hit that Wock’ until 1 in the morning
My boy hit the the Wock’ and then walked with a .40
Walked on the beat and did more than the runnin’
I up the stick and say, “Why are you running?”
My momma text and say, “Wire me money”
My boy from the mud, he like admire the money
Was always the motive that I always wanted
My dreams I was dreaming is finally [?] now ([?] now)
Momma, I’m rich
Momma, I’m rich
I done got blood on my hands
Count it up quick
My niggas thuggin’ on camera
Hope we don’t slip, yeah
Tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up, tighten up
Momma, I’m rich
Momma, I’m rich
I’m on that new shit
Sit on my dick
I ride around with that pool stick
If you loosen your grip
Tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up, tighten up
Fired up, fired up
Fired up, fired up
Strap on my bitch like [?]
Ain’t no robbin’ her
Show keep linin’ up, hoes keep linin’ up
[Rocks?] keep droppin’ and climbin’ up
Momma proud of me and I’m proud of her
I’m proud of me and I’m proud of her
[?] my drip so I’m [?]
Dracula shit, bitch, I’m counting up
Niggas drowned in the sauce so we count it up
Niggas had to get out of the county, bruh
At the top of the mountain
You [?] in the [?]
[?]
Send the accountant the route
I’m removin’ the roof of the Audi, it’s coolin’ the climate
Boost the amount and then round it
I dropped some new shit with COUPE
And recouped, then recounted
I’m tryna chose an accountant
Screw on the silence and shoot at the silence
Started this movement by moving in silence
I got these new nigga moving around it
They tried to loot it as soon as I found it
Claimin’ they do what I do but I doubt it
I hit [?] with the [?] and it sounded like-
Momma, I’m rich
Momma, I’m rich
I done got blood on my hands
Count it up quick
My niggas thuggin’ on camera
Hope we don’t slip, yeah
Tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up, tighten up
Momma, I’m rich
Momma, I’m rich
I’m on that new shit
Sit on my dick
I ride around with that pool stick
If you loosen your grip better
Tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up, tighten up
SONG INFO:
Song: RICH
Artist: Kenny Mason
Album: 6 (2023)
Music: COUPE
Lyrics: Kenny Mason
