Kalan.FrFr - Rich Party lyrics
Kalan Montgomery [L.A., California. USA.]
[Kalan.FrFr - Rich Party lyrics]
(D-Diego, B-B-Bankroll Got It)
It's a rich nigga party, bae
Yeah, sippin' Ace of Spade
Ain't no chardonnay
Yeah, and my fit hard as fuck, yeah
Whip fast, hit the gas, get far as fuck, yeah
Yeah, that ass fat, but, lil' mama
How you fuck?
Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but, lil' mama
Can you suck? Ayy, Heat keep scorin', baby
I get all the buckets
Yeah, Balenciaga shorts
Balenciaga on my bucket
Yeah, a hundred on these chains
We keep things out in public (yeah)
Ayy, Missy Elliot if he touch it (yeah, ayy)
He ain't been to Elliot, he be bluffin'
Yeah, he don't want smoke
Don't turn nothin' into somethin'
Yeah, George said grab the Rolls truck
But I ain't rushin' (yeah)
Book street nigga, yeah
They'll vouch for that
Thеy ain't never seen you in the trеnches
Where your house was at?
Ayy, niggas in they feelings over bitches
I'm to blame
Yeah, coachin' all these niggas
Finna put 'em in the game
Yeah, why these niggas think we ain't
Gon' put 'em in a chain?
Yeah, I might look at me and
I make niggas look for me
Yeah, two nights back-to back
A hundred racks is how they bookin' me
All it took for me to be here, yeah
All three-sixty-five and every leap year
Yeah
Bitches callin' up hotels, did he sleep here?
All the DMs and fan mail, she wanna meet here
(yeah, ayy, yeah)
It's a rich nigga party, bae
Yeah, sippin' Ace of Spade
Ain't no chardonnay
Yeah, and my fit hard as fuck, yeah
Whip fast, hit the gas, get far as fuck, yeah
Yeah, that ass fat, but, lil' mama
How you fuck?
Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but, lil' mama
Can you suck? Ayy, Heat keep scorin', baby
I get all the buckets
Yeah, Balenciaga shorts
Balenciaga on my bucket
Yeah, a hundred on these chains
We keep things out in public
I'ma talk my shit 'cause I'm the shit
I finally noticed (yeah)
Tryna manifest fucking Dre, yeah
I'm just focusin' (Ayy)
Yeah, these niggas don't keep it player
We don't notice 'em
These niggas ain't got no paper
We been noticin'
Yeah, coach again, I done had
The bag, fucked it up
And I went broke again
Yeah, got a hundred bags of designer
Let it go again yeah, I got in my bag and
They mad 'cause I'm on again
Tell 'em how much you want for a show again
Yeah, yeah, to show up in it
Oh, that boy look so expensive, yeah
Seen in your ho, make that drip, drip
Playin' in her throat
She said I gotta hold on
It's a rich nigga party, bae
(It's a rich nigga party, bae)
Yeah, sippin' Ace of Spade
Ain't no chardonnay
Yeah, and my fit hard as fuck, yeah
Whip fast, hit the gas, get far as fuck, yeah
Yeah, that ass fat, but, lil' mama
How you fuck?
Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but, lil' mama
Can you suck? Ayy, Heat keep scorin', baby
I get all the buckets
Yeah, Balenciaga shorts
Balenciaga on my bucket
Yeah, a hundred on these chains
We keep things out in public
It's a rich nigga party, bae
Yeah, sippin' Ace of Spade
Ain't no chardonnay
Yeah, and my fit hard as fuck, yeah
Whip fast, hit the gas, get far as fuck, yeah
Yeah, that ass fat, but, lil' mama
How you fuck?
Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but, lil' mama
Can you suck? Ayy, Heat keep scorin', baby
I get all the buckets
Yeah, Balenciaga shorts
Balenciaga on my bucket
Yeah, a hundred on these chains
We keep things out in public (yeah)
Ayy, Missy Elliot if he touch it (yeah, ayy)
He ain't been to Elliot, he be bluffin'
Yeah, he don't want smoke
Don't turn nothin' into somethin'
Yeah, George said grab the Rolls truck
But I ain't rushin' (yeah)
Book street nigga, yeah
They'll vouch for that
Thеy ain't never seen you in the trеnches
Where your house was at?
Ayy, niggas in they feelings over bitches
I'm to blame
Yeah, coachin' all these niggas
Finna put 'em in the game
Yeah, why these niggas think we ain't
Gon' put 'em in a chain?
Yeah, I might look at me and
I make niggas look for me
Yeah, two nights back-to back
A hundred racks is how they bookin' me
All it took for me to be here, yeah
All three-sixty-five and every leap year
Yeah
Bitches callin' up hotels, did he sleep here?
All the DMs and fan mail, she wanna meet here
(yeah, ayy, yeah)
It's a rich nigga party, bae
Yeah, sippin' Ace of Spade
Ain't no chardonnay
Yeah, and my fit hard as fuck, yeah
Whip fast, hit the gas, get far as fuck, yeah
Yeah, that ass fat, but, lil' mama
How you fuck?
Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but, lil' mama
Can you suck? Ayy, Heat keep scorin', baby
I get all the buckets
Yeah, Balenciaga shorts
Balenciaga on my bucket
Yeah, a hundred on these chains
We keep things out in public
I'ma talk my shit 'cause I'm the shit
I finally noticed (yeah)
Tryna manifest fucking Dre, yeah
I'm just focusin' (Ayy)
Yeah, these niggas don't keep it player
We don't notice 'em
These niggas ain't got no paper
We been noticin'
Yeah, coach again, I done had
The bag, fucked it up
And I went broke again
Yeah, got a hundred bags of designer
Let it go again yeah, I got in my bag and
They mad 'cause I'm on again
Tell 'em how much you want for a show again
Yeah, yeah, to show up in it
Oh, that boy look so expensive, yeah
Seen in your ho, make that drip, drip
Playin' in her throat
She said I gotta hold on
It's a rich nigga party, bae
(It's a rich nigga party, bae)
Yeah, sippin' Ace of Spade
Ain't no chardonnay
Yeah, and my fit hard as fuck, yeah
Whip fast, hit the gas, get far as fuck, yeah
Yeah, that ass fat, but, lil' mama
How you fuck?
Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but, lil' mama
Can you suck? Ayy, Heat keep scorin', baby
I get all the buckets
Yeah, Balenciaga shorts
Balenciaga on my bucket
Yeah, a hundred on these chains
We keep things out in public