Rich The Kid - Problems lyrics
rate me(Intro)
I told ye I got rich nigga prolems
(Hook)
Whachya tryna do shawty? I’m a millionaire!
I got bands on me, jumpin' out of helicopters
Eating steak and lobster, I get guala with my partners
I’m in Haiti, bitch, I ain't gon have no prolems
I got rich nigga prolems
I got issues, I got muthafuckin prolems
I got prolems, I got rich nigga prolems
Yung nigga, I came from the bottom
Now that I’m rich, I got prolems
(Verse)
These bitches be stackin' they favorite
No purple red bottles, I bleed when I’m walkin'
These bitches is dirty, my niggas is flirty, my gutta so muddy
At the age of thirteen I was in and out of juvie
Now my life is a movie
Ya cuffing' and kissing' and giving' her money
She fucked me, she none but a groupie
I stay in luv forgiven for sins I committed
Eighteen I was looking at really
Sat in my cell and I pray
Got to thank God cuz He showed me the way
Fired my lawyer and I beat the case
Don’t want a pic, get the fuck out my face
My necklace is covered in diamonds my nigga, yo bitch wanna skate
King of the trap, it’s jumping and booming and buckin'
Yung nigga, you're mine! (yo money)
I gave em a hundred, I ride in a Masi, I’m 20
They say I won’t make it but now they see bitches, they callin' my cellular
Rich nigga I trap out a mansion, I’m walking around like the Governor
(Hook)
Whachya tryna do shawty? I’m a millionaire!
I got bands on me, jumpin' out of helicopters
Eating steak and lobster, I get guala with my partners
I’m in Haiti, bitch, I ain't gon have no prolems
I got rich nigga prolems
I got issues, I got muthafuckin prolems
I got prolems, I got rich nigga prolems
Yung nigga, I came from the bottom
Now that I’m rich, I got prolems
(Verse 2)
Walkin' around with a fifty, Versace like Biggie
I’m rich, what the fuck is descending?!
These bitches calling, ve stuck ya yung nigga
The king of my city, two chains but no Tity
I’m richer than Diddy
I’m trapping the Hannah and Lizzy
The lean is killin' my kidneys, Monefa, she gotta stay with me
I came from the bottom, back then I was starve
Cappin' and trappin' and robbin'
Ya can hate me now but I won’t stop now
Yung nigga walk round with a top down
My momma she said me these niggas they fake
They plottin', they know that ya made it
I had to stay patient, I waited
Fuck nigga, I’m finally famous
Flex on my shoes, no mo' choose, diamonds ocean blue
Ya taking her out for a dinner and movie, she fuckin' the crew
Ya wife her, ya taking lil' momma, yung nigga she laughin' at you
Ya fucking that hoe no rubber, she a prostitute!
(Hook)
Whachya tryna do shawty? I’m a millionaire!
I got bands on me, jumpin' out of helicopters
Eating steak and lobster, I get guala with my partners
I’m in Haiti, bitch, I ain't gon have no prolems
I got rich nigga prolems
I got issues, I got muthafuckin prolems
I got prolems, I got rich nigga prolems
Yung nigga, I came from the bottom
Now that I’m rich, I got prolems
