Young Rich Niño

In love with the money
She love how it taste
In love with the money
She love how it taste
In love with the money
She love how it taste
Loves when them bills are all blue in her face
In love with money
She love how it taste
In love with the money
She love how it taste
Loves when them bills are all blue in her face
In love with the money
She loves how it tastes
I know that I’m dreaming- I’ll have it one day
In love with the money
We love how it taste
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Baguettes on these diamonds
You know that I’m shining
I'm drunk off the wine N
I’m keeping it red
Fuck all these ops
I forgive, don’t forget
Snakes are like hydra
You cut off one head
7 then rise,
I'm up outta my bed
Commas on commas, bitch
You ain’t a threat
You ain’t a shooter
You ain’t got guala or mula
You act like a slave boy
You need a ruler
You ain’t a shooter
You ain’t got guala or mula
You act like a slave boy
You need a ruler
I’ll slap you up outta your head
If you test me
Don’t carry no hate cuz
I know where it gets me
Whoa
Focus on money and desty
Whoa
Know that I’m blessed b
Whoa
Copped me a chain
And it cost me one hunnid
Not talking but hunnid
I'm talking bout thou
Better keep paddling or
Bitch you goin drown
Married to money
Just wrote up my vows
Feel like JC when he up on the mount
Devil goin tempt me and ask the amount
Soul ain’t for sale
I know what I found
Love and the light
Don’t need you forever
Just fuck me tonight
Bitch I’m a baller I’ll get you a flight
Bitch I’m a baller I’ll get you a flight
Can’t catch these feelings
They stay outta sight
Can’t catch these feelings
They stay outta sight
Bitch I’m a baller I’ll get you a flight
Can’t catch these feelings
They stay outta sight
Bitch I’m a baller I’ll get you a flight
Can’t catch these feelings
They stay outta sight
Bitch I’m a baller
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Young rich Niño in the City
Young rich Niño ridin round with my bittie
Whoa
Know how they move in this little ol game
Not gonna play by your rules ain’t the same
Compare me to no one naw we ain’t the same
Compare me to no one naw we ain’t the same
Hands are bloody
Naw I ain’t a saint
Not gonna play by your rules ain’t the saint
Outta my mind
You could call that insane
Suicide doors stunted on the fifth plane
LSD
Got ahold of the pain
You is a bitch
You a hoe for the fame
You ain’t a shooter
You ain’t got guala or mula
You act like a slave boy
You need a ruler
You ain’t a shooter
You ain’t got guala or mula
You act like a slave boy
You need a ruler
I’ll slap you up outta your head
If you test me
Don’t carry no hate cuz
I know where it gets me
Whoa
Focus on money and desty
Whoa
Know that I’m blessed b
Whoa
Young and I'm rich
Bitch you a bitch
Call up lil Kim baby,
What is the stitch?
Young and I'm rich
Bitch you a bitch
Used to hate on me
Now you want a kiss
Young and I'm rich
Bitch you a bitch
Known I’m the shit
But I’m Boutta just piss
Metaphors on me for days
Bitch just cut me,
Now I call her bae-blade
I can’t save no one
I gotta be saved
Phone keeps on buzzing
You better be-have
Don’t need no honey
I got me a wraith
In love with the money
She loves how it tastes
Loves when them bills are all blue in her face
In love with the money
She love how it taste
Know that I’m dreaming
I’ll have it one day
In love with the money
We love how it taste