Rich Guy - ASIAN DOLL

Aye, aye, aye

Bitch, doll!

I’m a rich bitch, I need a rich guy

Diamonds make me sea sick, like I’m at a fish fry

Heard you ain’t no real bitch, watch you made them Benz dry

Petty list, I’m on it, number one, but guess they drip dry

Walk around the club, with my mans

Talking all that shit, bitch I’m good with these hands

Bitch I get that money ain’t no time to make a friend

I’m so hot I’m in a trance, fuck with me you wish you can

Walk up in the party, looking extra, smoking Marley

I don’t hang with these bitches, they two faced, I call them Charlie

The chopper eat his body, drip a creeper, niggas farted

They hating on me, they waiting on me, I’m right bitch in the order

Dip locks, smoking butter finger, I’m so hot it made my lip lock

I got extra smoke, it cost a million, just to get hot

Bitch you wanna beef, it ain’t no point unless a body drop

Twist you like a bottle top!

I’m a rich bitch, I need a rich guy

Diamonds make me sea sick, like I’m at a fish fry

Heard you ain’t no real bitch, watch you made them Benz dry

Petty list, I’m on it, number one, but guess they drip dry

Walk around the club, with my mans

Talking all that shit, bitch I’m good with these hands

Bitch I get that money ain’t no time to make a friend

I’m so hot I’m in a trance, fuck with me you wish you can

Knick knack, patty whack, give a dog a bone

I got forty niggas thirsty, want my number, gave the wrong

I remember just in school, I told my bitches that it’s on

At the top I’m all alone, they ain’t around, I put 'em on

Where your gang at?

Where your niggas hang at?

Word around that Asian made these bitches wanna bang that

Where’s that beefing bird, he copped a plea, see we gon' tame that

Aim bitch, word that we gon' miss shit, duck bitch

Walk up in the party smoking esher

I’m not with the talking, bitch these bullets they gon' wet you

Bands up in my pockets, and it’s falling, I’m so extra

We gon' wet you, bitch I’m Asian, we gon' stretch you

I’m a rich bitch, I need a rich guy

Diamonds make me sea sick, like I’m at a fish fry

Heard you ain’t no real bitch, watch you made them Benz dry

Petty list, I’m on it, number one, but guess they drip dry

Walk around the club, with my mans

Talking all that shit, bitch I’m good with these hands

Bitch I get that money ain’t no time to make a friend

I’m so hot I’m in a trance, fuck with me you wish you can