Rich Low Life Lyrics – D-Block Europe, French Montana

Read the full Rich Low Life lyrics by D-Block Europe and French Montana from the album WORLDWIDE WAVE along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy D Block Europe’s music, you can also explore Million Dollar Sign and Rips & fr33, two other songs by D Block Europe.

[Intro]
Ayo, 808Vibes, what’s up?

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Baby, I’m just tryna upgrade you ’cause I’m in it for the FOMO (In it for the FOMO)
All I know is I’ma get the money, baby, I ain’t gonna go broke (I ain’t gonna go broke, oh no)
Only known the lady for like three weeks, I flew her to Lake Como (Flew her to Lake Como)
She’s so bad that I don’t even care if they find out, it’s free promo
Tryna explain to my Arabian I’m just a rich low life (Just a rich low life, Wallahi)
Tried to save you but I gotta let you go, get back to your old life (To your old life)
I just flew my mummy straight to Mexico and she said it’s so nice (Said it’s so nice)
Seven dwarfs, seven ounces, cooking up thе motherfu*king snow white (Cooking up the snow whitе)

[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Me and Abdul Kareem, we selling crack straight by the coastline
And I’m praying we don’t see no time or get cooked for these cooked coke lines
We was like eighteen, turned jackboys and we took those pies
You know the paings deep when the judge talk made the crooks go quiet
And when push comes to shove, you ain’t tryna go push them bikes and whoosh them guys
So, little n!gga, don’t push that vibe, yeah
So, baby, look me dead in my eyes and tell me that you love me, I don’t care if you lie

[Verse 2: Max B]
Locked up, better phone Jones
My tone chrome (Chrome)
Capone, home (Home)
Max B home
Drop the top with the rocket and spot
Keep hoes, there’s six grand on my tracksuit
N!ggas wearing free clothes
Up, down, left, right
AB, cheat codes
I’m ninety-nine on the line with the b!tches
Free throw
They said he was arrested
Taken for hoes
She chose

I put a b!tch out on the street corner, her feet cold
Shout my n!gga Bistro
Hundred K each show
Wanna spray on (??)
Even when the streets froze
We be in the streets, cold
Love a b!tch with pink toes
Cold on the wrist, baby, D-Block, B smoke

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Baby, I’m just tryna upgrade you ’cause I’m in it for the FOMO (In it for the FOMO)
All I know is I’ma get the money, baby, I ain’t gonna go broke (I ain’t gonna go broke, oh no)
Only known the lady for like three weeks, I flew her to Lake Como (Flew her to Lake Como)
She’s so bad that I don’t even care if they find out, it’s free promo
Tryna explain to my Arabian I’m just a rich low life (Just a rich low life, Wallahi)
Tried to save you but I gotta let you go, get back to your old life (To your old life)
I just flew my mummy straight to Mexico and she said it’s so nice (Said it’s so nice)
Seven dwarfs, seven ounces, cooking up the motherfu*king snow white (Cooking up the snow white)

[Verse 3: Dirtbike LB]
I take a perc, I feel like the rest is down to science (Down to science)
I’m tryna learn, I should let it burn and show me signs (Show me signs)
I’ll take you shopping, Milano, just say your size
She mix the Hermès with Sandro, she getting size 5
AP on your wrist, fully naked in the photo (Oh)
Dinner with the stick, I took your b!tch, I’m going dolo
It’s like battle royale with these n!ggas ’cause they pushing solo, yeah
These hollow tips won’t sit inside this clip just like some Polos, yeah
Yeah, summer nights, it’s rooftops, we sipping on pornstars
I locked in and now a n!gga’s shopping for sports cars (Ya dig?)
You do Pilates in the morning and then you fu*k in your sports bra
She fell in love with the money and aura (Ski)

[Verse 4: French Montana]
Montana
Ever since Max came home, we been on go mode (Go), you been on slow mod
etting cake, drop a tape, fu*k an Oscar-winning b!tch, use it for promo, I’m sniping low-low (Haan)
Been on my underground railroad s*it, let a n!gga try me
I’m on my (??) s*it, fu*k around and catch a body, body
For my faloos, I ain’t playing ’round with nobody, I’ma catch a hymie
I took an oath and said, “Wallahi, I ain’t going broke” (Wallahi)
Go from making jokes and you become the joke, here’s a quote
Make sure you stay in flow (Haan) or them boys gonna jimmy IV in your b!tch and put her in the scope

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Baby, I’m just tryna upgrade you ’cause I’m in it for the FOMO (In it for the FOMO)
All I know is I’ma get the money, baby, I ain’t gonna go broke (I ain’t gonna go broke, oh no)
Only known the lady for like three weeks, I flew her to Lake Como (Flew her to Lake Como)
She’s so bad that I don’t even care if they find out, it’s free promo
Tryna explain to my Arabian I’m just a rich low life (Just a rich low life, Wallahi)
Tried to save you but I gotta let you go, get back to your old life (To your old life)
I just flew my mummy straight to Mexico and she said it’s so nice (Said it’s so nice)
Seven dwarfs, seven ounces, cooking up the motherfu*king snow white (Cooking up the snow white)