Childish Gambino, CyHi - Young, Rich, Fly, Famous lyrics
Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Childish Gambino, CyHi - Young, Rich, Fly, Famous lyrics]
Champagne like every night we're wasted
So put your glass in the air
The man of the year's right here
Cause I'm young, rich, fly, and famous
I could spoil you
And them girls you came with
Cause I like to party we like to party
Tonight is on me
Paid a K for the Ace of Spades
All we got is bandz, Labor Day parade
Shawty quit acting, I don't play charades
This Armani suit I got from Barney's
Is tailor made
Girl you look delicious, Flavor Flav
Picnic in the parking lot we
Got so many paper plates
And everything is German engineered
Girl let me put some David
Yurmans in your ear sauvignon Blanc
Got a chick screaming at me
Like "Daddy I'm drunk"
But tell the valet pull the Caddy up front
Got bitches on deck like a patio
Probably cause I'm
I don't like to say I'm rich
I like to say I'm blessed
Some say I'm fly, the others say I'm fresh
She say, "What kind of jeans are
Those?" I told her "Bitch, guess"
She said "True Religion?" I
Said "Nah bitch, guess"
And the shirt is Rick Owens
Tip-toeing through the club enjoying
All the perks that she get from getting on
Margiela peacoat when it's snowin'
Designer furs on a? spurt
You deserve Hermes when you fine as her
So tell your home girl she
Need to find her purse
Last call for alcohol
So it's time to skiirt
Y’all was missing the picture:
Thinking it’s entertainment
When you made it, you failed
Hoping I’d never make it
I got money in the bank
Tell me what’chu think?
They only made 8 of these, boo
Be careful what you drink
Ahhh! Got my mom and Paul
Williams on my coastline
Now everybody in the fam need a cosign
Muchos gras’n, Royal my whole posse
Hunned stack, running back, man
These niggas can’t stop me
Not a job interview why you talk so Anglo
Chain on my neck, why you’re boys so Django
"The D is silent" My D is violent
Been away for a minute
Can we please remind ‘em whoa