Rich Heaux

P-Raww you crazy for this one Said I'm done with the rats, trynna' f*ck on rich hoes Bread first, we get bitches later, that's how shit goes Say she can't f*ck wit' a nigga if he still broke I'm the type to drop a bag on a bad bitch toes I'm the type to get straight to it, why you still got on yo clothes I can never flex no bag without blessing all my bro's I'mma pull up in that thang, you gon' see why she done chose I told her keep it P bae, it's better when nobody knows I told her keep it P baby we can keep it on a hush I'm in this foreign cuttin' up like a nigga in a rush I remember I was going back and forth catching bus Thank God for them hard times, a nigga went through much A nigga thank God for them hard times Said she wanna be my main bitch you gotta fall in line Said I'm done with the rats, I want a rich bitch fine We ain't got to rush, I promise imma' take my time Imma' tell the truth a nigga really love a rich bitch Yea she bad and she gym, go to planet fitness F*ck her right, anything I want now I can get it Face ten, and she got some bread, I swear she winning Tell me can a young nigga f*ck you through the ceiling Don't be worried bout' them other hoes, baby that ain't pimping She just left a broke nigga, now she swear to God she living Man I love this rich bitch, I know God is my witness Said I'm done with the rats, trynna' f*ck on rich hoes Bread first, we get bitches later, that's how shit goes Say she can't f*ck wit' a nigga if he still broke I'm the type to drop a bag on a bad bitch toes I'm the type to get straight to it, why you still got on yo clothes I can never flex no bag without blessing all my bro's I'mma pull up in that thang, you gon' see why she done chose I told her keep it P bae, it's better when nobody knows P-Raww you crazy for this one