Rich Nigga Shit Lyrics by Young Thug, Juice WRLD is the latest English song from “Punk”. The lyrics were written by Pi’erre Bourne, Young Thug, Juice WRLD while the song is produced by Pi’erre Bourne.
“Rich Nigga Shit” Track Info:
| Song | Rich Nigga Shit |
| Album | Punk |
| Singer | Young Thug, Juice WRLD |
| Produced By | Pi’erre Bourne |
| Lyrics | Pi’erre Bourne, Young Thug, Juice WRLD |
Rich Nigga Shit Lyrics
Juicy (Yo)
Nav-Y
Yo Pi’erre, You Wanna Come Out Here? (Aye!)
Rich N*g** S**t, Calamari (Ow)
I Done Pump Faked On A Split, I’m So Sorry
1996 Benz, Tyler Perry
1996 Rims Like Atari (Aye! Aye!)
Brown Diamonds On, B***h, I’m Nessly
I Don’t Play The Radio, I’m Not Gretzky
Chicken Bock-Bock Like A Nest King
I Keep Wockhardt On My Belly (Yeah!)
I Just Spent Your Salary
Walked Inside Of The Exhibit And Bought The Gallery
(Uh, Uh-Huh)
I’m So Wealthy, I Done Bought Out On My Cavities (Uh-Huh)
Having Sex With Your Old Lady, I Lost Calories (Uh-Huh)
Rich S**t, I’m Playing Louis Ping-Pong With My Bestie (Uh)
Made A TV Show With Some Lesbians (Uh-Huh)
Like The TV Show, I Done Next’ed (Uh)
G-Star, Pull Your Thorns Out Your Carat
Bought My Dawg A New Kenel, It’s A Palace
Hunnid Fortune, And The Winners Wanna Bash Me
(Slatt, Slatt, Slatt)
I Rock Minks When It Ain’t December ‘Cuz My Diamonds
Women Lie And Men Lie, But Not This Money (B***h, B***h)
I’m A Realer, Call Coachella
Tell Them I’m Coming In Margiela
I Don’t Like Her, I Can’t Sweat Her
I Just Come And Keep It Mellow
I Got Ninety Pills On Me Like I’m, Julius Peppers
Rolls Royce Truck, I’m Bell Up, Going For My Brother
Rich N*g** S**t, Calamari
I Done Pump Faked On A Split, I’m So Sorry
1996 Benz, Tyler Perry
1996 Rims Like Atari
Aye! Brown Diamonds On, B***h, I’m Nestlé
I Don’t Play The Radio, I’m Not Gretzky
Chicken Bock-Bock Like A Nest King
I Keep Wockhardt On My Belly (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Back In Them Days, Minimum Wage
Now A N*g** Up, Talking Too Paid
Slide On A Opp Block With A Blu-Ray
Extended Clip, We Movie Gang
Your Boyfriend Like, Oh! , She Came
Went And Took Her Anyway
Now He Want His Girl Back
F**k You, Have A Nice Day (Yeah!)
Burberry On My Coat
If It’s A Problem, I’m Pulling Up Ten-Four
Walk In His House, Smoke A N*g** Like Endo
Percocet Popper, Don’t F**k With The Benzos
Party In The Brib, Pick A Line For The Info
Murder Every N*g**, Murder Every Instrumental
They Not My Kinfolk
They Finna Get F**ked Up
When I Hop Out The Benz Like Rambo, Uh
S**t, I Made The Devil Dance
Leanin’ All Over This Song, Don’t Think I Stand A Chance
Separate My Rights From My Wrongs, To Never Be Wrong Again
But I’m DJ Khaled With It All ‘Cuz All I Do Is Win
Rich N*g** S**t, Calamari
I Done Pump Faked On A Split, I’m So Sorry
1996 Benz, Tyler Perry
1996 Rims Like Atari
Brown Diamonds On, B***h, I’m Nestlé
I Don’t Play The Radio, I’m Not Gretzky
Chicken Bock-Bock Like A Nest King
I Keep Wockhardt On My Belly