4 Phones Lyrics | Rich the kid | Official Music Video

4 Phones Lyrics | Rich the kid | Official Music VideoPresenting the song and 4 Phones Lyrics from the Official Music Video by Rich the kid and coming collection The World Is Yours 2, and fills in as its second lead single, after “Splashin”.

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4 Phones Lyrics – Rich The Kid

Got it on smash

[Chorus]
They know I got cash, I ain’t gotta brag no more
I’m playin’ with the money, I just might go snatch the boat
I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close
I don’t want the bitch, but fuck it, I had the ho
I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes
I drop a whole quarter, now my neck froze
Rich Forever, put my team on
Think I’m still trappin’, I got four phones

[Verse 1]
Niggas is cap for real
Ain’t seen a half a mill
My bitch ass thick so real
I was trappin’ to pay the bills
Money long need to pick-up truck
Lotta hundreds you can’t pick ’em up
Gotta make sure my niggas rich
In the Tesla but I had to switch
Niggas fraud, really counterfeit
Flip her over then she do a split
They was lying but I’m really rich
She be lying, you can’t trust the bitch
Want the money, yeah, the check that’s it
Rubber bands all around my wrist
Broke niggas, they ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit
I was broke, had to hit that lick
I’m thinkin’ ’bout the Wraith, I just might go snatch the Ghost
I’m all into Forbes I ain’t gotta brag no more
She give me top at the red light
She get a bag if the head right
Cuban links nigga iced out
Pinky ring that’s a lighthouse

[Chorus]
They know I got cash, I ain’t gotta brag no more
I’m playin’ with the money, I just might go snatch the boat
I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close
I don’t want the bitch, but fuck it, I had the ho
I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes
I drop a whole quarter, now my neck froze
Rich Forever, put my team on

[Verse 2]
Nigga the block is hot
My niggas, they trap a lot
My bitch got the ass ou
Fuck her, she tap out
My money don’t max out
What is the cap about?
These niggas they cap a lot
I’m dropping the top on the spot
She ain’t tryna fuck, then she gets kicked out
Niggas keep talkin’ they gon’ get x-ed out
Mama said don’t have my house trapped out
Got a little foreign, ’bout to blow the back out
Too many shows, packed-out
He keeps talkin’ he can bring the racks out
New Lamb, now I’m about to back out
Want a Porsche but that shit was sold out
Run a lil check, there’s no more relaxin
I brought the Rich, you bought the Rollie
Bitch probably lyin’, said she don’t know me
I wanna ball like better than Kobe
100 racks, blue cheese that’s on me
We ain’t friends, no you’re not my homie
Rich Forever we got tall racks
Broke bitch better fall back

[Chorus]
They know I got cash, I ain’t gotta brag no more
I’m playin’ with the money, I just might go snatch the boat
I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close
I don’t want the bitch, but fuck it, I had the ho
I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes
I drop a whole quarter, now my neck froze
Rich Forever, put my team on
Think I’m still trappin’, I got four phones

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