*** Lyrics – Amaarae
Rich ***, rich ***
Na-na, na-na-na
Ching, ching, ching, ching
La-la, la-la-la
I make the blick sing
Na-na, na-na-na
***, ***
***, ***
Me and my *** got matching ***
She got Fountain Baby tatted ’cause she *** with me
Drop and do a 150
Need some itchi gitchi ya when I’m in the city
Honestly, I don’t give a ***!
I’ma run that *** up!
I’ma pump that *** up!
I spend money her (clap clap)
Money her butt
Fifty hotties on me, stuck
Middle Eastern shawties
Count my millions
Rich ***, rich ***
Na-na, na-na-na
Ching, ching, ching, ching
La-la, la-la-la
I make the blick sing
Na-na, na-na-na
***, ***
***, ***
I just got back to the crib and she already naked
Thirty *** in the crib and they all getting paid
Big bank walk
Take when big bank talk
Tokyo diamonds, shine something awful
I hit the *** with the *** start to feel awkward
I reminisce and kiss the cash ’cause really that’s my baby
Count it up, *** it up is all I do lately
Them *** on my nerves, all of ’em out here looking crazy
Matrimony, Ama married to the money on a daily
Count it up
Rich ***, rich ***
Na-na, na-na-na
Ching, ching, ching, ching
La-la, la-la-la
I make the blick sing
Na-na, na-na-na
***, ***
***, ***