Bryson Tiller

Rich Boy
Hey, hey Hey (Yeah, yeah) Come through where you at so you don't gotta drive Busy through the week, you need some off time Patek on your wrist, know we got all the time we need Makin' up for lost time (Yeah) Ever since you cut ties with your ex and put him on ice Yesterday's price ain't the same price We be drippin' in that fabric, that fashion Got you lit, and now we matchin' They be tryin to split the ticket witchu’ you, lackin, they slackin' Put you on and now you tapped in Tapped in with a rich boy sellin' that (Yeah) Throw some Ds, bad bitch (Yeah) She with me, back it (Up) Double C, she's with, she's with rich boy (Oh) Throw some Ds, accent (Yes) Overseas, savage (Yes) Energy, she's with, she's with Big bank, ran it up PJ to Atlanta (Huh) Just bought a Lamb truck He went ghost on you, I put you in Phantoms (Wait) SongtexteWait a minute, wait a minute Do the most for you, I do it in random He a joke to you, should be doin' stand up He don't put spend it on you (Huh), hold that shit for ransom If you don't fuck with broke niggas, ladies, this your anthem Rich boy sellin' that (Yeah) Throw some Ds, bad bitch (Yeah) She with me, back it (Up) Double C, she's with, she's with rich boy (Oh) Throw some Ds, accent (Accent, yes) Overseas, savage (Savage, yes) Energy, she's with, she's with Spendin' on you, tonight (Baby) I'm spendin' on you, tonight (Woah) Yes, I know what you like (Rich) I bet I know what you like Rich boy sellin' that Aus Songtexte Mania