Lyrics Rich The Kid – I Want Mo

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No (No), you ain’t never got a hunnid for a show (For a show)
I get that bag, now I’m goin’ out the door (I get the bag)
I let her do it and she suck it like a pro (Like a pro)

They can’t book me for a show, for real (No)
After this, I need at least a quarter mil’ (Racks)
No, on God, I put baguettes in my Richard Mille (Richie)
That’s at least a Bentley truck, I’m poppin’ shit for real (Skrr)
I’m in Dior, I got that drip from Kim Jones (Kim Jones)
I’m the boatman, the Rollie got the biggest stones (What?)
You ain’t never seen a fifty, boy, that’s small racks (Small racks)
You ain’t gave a bitch a bag and told her, «Fall back» (Woo)

No (No), you ain’t never got a hunnid for a show (For a show)
I get that bag, now I’m goin’ out the door (I get the bag)
I let her do it and she suck it like a pro (Like a pro)
Yeah, I’m gettin’ to the money, I want mo’ (I want mo’)
Bitch, I’m a boss, I put Givenchy on my coat (On my coat)
She sucked the D so good, put diamonds down her throat (Down her throat)
Oh, she a hot girl, she wanna drive the boat (Drive the boat)
I got the money but you know I want mo’ (Rich)

My bitch, she want another Birkin, high saditty (High saditty)
I get the money, I just counted up a fifty (Hunnid fifty)
All these hunnids got me boppin’ like I’m Diddy (Like I’m Diddy)
I copped a Rolls Royce, it cost me four-fifty
More racks, more whips, I want more shit (More shit)

No (No), you ain’t never got a hunnid for a show (For a show)
I get that bag, now I’m goin’ out the door (I get the bag)
I let her do it and she suck it like a pro (Like a pro)
Yeah, I’m gettin’ to the money, I want mo’ (I want mo’)
Bitch, I’m a boss, I put Givenchy on my coat (On my coat)
She sucked the D so good, put diamonds down her throat (Down her throat)
Oh, she a hot girl, she wanna drive the boat (Drive the boat)
I got the money but you know I want mo’ (Rich)