[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(MIA JAY C)
Ha
Ha, huh

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Fightin', that ain't nothin' to me, that's exciting
I ain't scared of nothin', my cousin was a lifer
Hustlin', you gotta know that come with gun violence
I don't hang with rappers 'cause they don't thug like me
Damn near every whip I'm in five percent
Fuck the beef, I'm gettin' money, that's common sense
Soon as the money stop comin', they gon' come and get you
My youngins help with switches, at least one gon' hit you
Old school K, them bullets hit like Sonny Liston
Last year, I played the Dior 'cause I grew up Christian
God told me, "It's your time, son," I ain't Tristan
Rеally havin' all these bitches, wanna at my finsta
Soon as I gеt up, I be tryna get money
Can't believe I made it out the trenches, I was just thuggin'
I'm a real young n***a, that's what make a bitch love me
Lotta n***as ain't gon' come around when this shit ugly
Last summer, told myself I'm about to get rich this summer
I just bought a Richard Mille, I should get this bitch flooded
Catch a n***a at McDonald's, hit him in his McNugget
N***a think I ain't gon' kill him 'cause he know my big cousin (Ha)
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
Go shootin', that ain't nothin' to me, I grew up hoopin'
Zoo keeper ridin' in a Lamb' truck with a cougar
Shell shocked, but I'm calm, I won't panic in a movie
All my rings cost a dime, I had breakfast with my jeweler
You know how this shit work, make a bad bitch work
Chanel bag, Chanel skirt, this bitch don't even like to twerk
Rich n***a bought the coupe and I don't even like the vert
Bitch n***as talkin' bodies, they ain't even like the lurk
I missed the first couple times I stood, they told me raise my hand
Man, the trap look like a restaurant 'cause brodie raisin' 'caine
I know n***as out here sellin' rock, you out here watchin' Raisin Kayan
Treat you like his best friend, I'm 'bout to make a n***a famous
I'm a rich young n***a, that's why both my wrists is bustin'
Main thing and your side bitch, man, both them bitches fuckin'
Eight hour drive out the way, but I'm only pickin' up
Both wrist game lit and they ain't some n***as rich as us, yeah
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)

[Verse 3: DaBaby]
Yeah, ayy, look, she told me I got kids, go play with them before I play with her
Can't go through there tonight, her n***a home, I think he stay with her
That shit she do for me for free, she make you n***as pay her, huh
Been thuggin' and I fuck around, get tired, sit there and lay with her
And the reason why I even mention he bitch 'cause I know you n***as be missin' the bitch
I ain't knockin' it, but you better go handle your business, you wanna be lit or get rich
You finally got you some money, when these n***as play with you, you better send a lil' blitz
And I know you gon' go get your momma a house, if not, you's a lame n***a
'Bout a month after, I had a chain, every body around me had a chain, n***a
Better not get too rich, when your bank account change, all these n***as change with it
And these hoes gon' play like I'm one of them lame n***as, probably say I'm her main n***a
Quit lyin', you'd fuck this n***a right beside me if a n***a had eight figures
I'm tryin', not to take it and kill with it and just sit here and chill with it
Would've burnt your ass for ten thousand, just imagine what I do for a mill' ticket
Or two of 'em, n***a, three of 'em, psh, four of 'em
Thank God for every one I got, but I pray to God I get some more of 'em
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Ha, I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)
I'm a rich young n***a, rich young n***a (Rich young n***a)
This for my rich young n***as, rich young n***a (Rich young n***as)