Rich Guys Lyrics – BabyChiefDoit

Read the full Rich Guys lyrics by BabyChiefDoit and Babyfxce E along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Babychiefdoit’s music, you can also explore Drapetomania and Fried Chicken, two other songs by Babychiefdoit.

If I could pay ’cause to do it, why would I slide?
I’m that n!gga, can’t you tell? why would I lie?
I know some ho*s is giving pus*y to the broke a*s for free
And you all know I’m cheap, so why would I buy?

If I could pay ’cause to do it, why would I slide?
I’m that n!gga, can’t you tell? why would I lie?
I know some ho*s is giving pus*y to the broke a*s for free
And you all know I’m cheap, so why would I buy?

Looking down on all who double-crossed me, I’m the rich guy
He sticking n!ggas up for chump change just to get back
Stick the molly in her a*s, she wanna get high
Catch you in the store and give you wings for trying to get fly

I’m a ape, nigger
If they ain’t gonna listen, ain’t no saving niggers
You ain’t in that kitchen, nigger, you ain’t tryna bake a nigger
Yeah, you in them cars, but you ain’t tryna hop out facing niggers
All on their team putting s*it down, but we the baby killers
Not an average kid, ain’t no rock about my baby, nigger
I don’t like you niggers, I was tryna fu*k the babysitter
If you ain’t up it in his face, then you ain’t take the nigger
Let him know that his s*it took you still, then you ain’t gangsta, nigger

Leave a nigger flat, button to his tummy
Blow his belly through his back
When I get the drop, jump out the car like, “where he at?”
N!gga, where he at? oh, s*it there you go!

Boy, we finna smoke his a*s
Check the score we blowing n!ggas out, it ain’t no coming back
On the floor it’s brains on the floor, make a n!gga, yeah
Why do n!ggas hate on me when I’m just tryna chase a sack?
N!ggas thinking this s*it sweet ’til we jump out and chase your a*s

If I could pay ’cause to do it, why would I slide?

I’m that n!gga, can’t you tell? why would I lie?
I know some ho*s is giving pus*y to the broke a*s for free
And you all know I’m cheap, so why would I buy?

If I could pay ’cause to do it, why would I slide?
I’m that n!gga, can’t you tell? why would I lie?
I know some ho*s is giving pus*y to the broke a*s for free
And you all know I’m cheap, so why would I buy?

She wanna fu*k for who I am, don’t gotta purchase nothing
To the left just like beyoncé, that’s how you work the button
It’s easy up a blick, n!gga go owe some money
But if you think I ain’t got my s*it, then your a*s a dummy

No, for real. man, you must not use your head, n!gga
It’s not a body bag, so how I’m gon’ go yard full of dead n!ggas?
I used to really hop in strikers, use this red engine
Cracked the n!gga b!tch, he asked me, “you didn’t give him head, did you?”

You might as well focus on yourself, gang
Standing on the block ’cause this is a pop-up-by-myself day
Took a cup from chops, he dozing off bro, that’s enough drank
Dough don’t really shoot that b!tch for real, bro he gon’ pump fake

I got a starting five of all shooters
Non-hoopers, still up the score
I know that s*it confusing
Buff frames today, let lil’ mama rock the louis
Gang be button-mashing
He watch too much family feuding

If I could pay ’cause to do it, why would I slide?
I’m that n!gga, can’t you tell? why would I lie?
I know some ho*s is giving pus*y to the broke a*s for free
And you all know I’m cheap, so why would I buy?

If I could pay ’cause to do it, why would I slide?
I’m that n!gga, can’t you tell? why would I lie?
I know some ho*s is giving pus*y to the broke a*s for free
And you all know I’m cheap, so why would I buy?

It’s bankroll, baby