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Rich The Kid – I Don’t Care

Singers: Rich The Kid
Albums: Rich The Kid – Keep Flexin
song cover

Lyrics Rich The Kid – I Don’t Care

Text:

I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air

Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care

Check (check), flex (flex!)
They did gave some money to the wrong nigga
Fuckin’ ya bitch and the bank too
Ya ain’t hatin’, but you broke like ooh
Cashed out on a Lamb, my might buy two
I got a check, everything brand new
Pick up the phone, call Will Smith
Looking for a stake in Philly
Fresh on my the jet, I’m the freshest in that bitty
All my bitches has ?
Too much lean, need a new kidney
She sucking my dick while the roof missin’
Whoa, check, yah
I got Karrueche on the texts

Made half a mil, dropped the shit on my neck
Balenciaga, put a lamb and I’m bent
Broke and booshie dumb bitch she a bird
Forgiatos, foreign scrapin’ the curb
No friends, I will choppin’ it first
Pussy good, I’mma buy her a purse

I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care

Water,.. drip…
I got a chain from of grip the jewler
Niggas plottin’, gotta stay with a shooter
Boyfriend, broke fuckin’ a loser
Money short, like I’m pissing a ruler
More ice, you can’t fit in a cooler
Vlone Thug stay with a ruger
Bankroll, stretch
Overseas they still hatin’
Goveyard and they stay with the paper
Rare bitch gave me thub in the air
Throw it up, let me fuck in a Lamb (skuurt!)
I don’t trust niggas, they bogus
I’m in Paris, money on me
Bogue boy, still way
Fuckup a check that I made today
Tell ya, overseas look better on scray
I told that bitch I’m a player
Hittin’ malls, bought a pill
Don’t come around, you a square
Blue cheese everywhere

I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care

Album

Rich The Kid – Keep Flexin