Splashin (Explicit)

Splashin (Explicit) - Rich The Kid

Lyrics by：Dimitri Roger/Adam Feeney/Grant D**kinson

Composed by：Dimitri Roger/Adam Feeney/Grant D**kinson

Produced by：Frank Dukes/Lab Cook

I'm havin' dumb money

Ayy

We can f**k lil' mama I can't lip lock

I can't what

Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks

New socks

Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top

Skrr skrr

I can't love a b***h trust no thot

No thot

Never bring a freak to your spot

Whoop whoop

Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops

I don't do no relaxing

Relaxing

Run up the bag get the cash in

Racks

Fendi am I drippin' or splashin'

Or splashin'

12 they can't catch me when I'm passin'

How you got a check and went broke again

Went broke again

B***hes wanting clout and I ain't kissin' 'em

I ain't kissin' 'em

Since I first got them hundreds I've been flippin' 'em

Flippin' 'em

Off-White with the Gucci I might mix-match

I might mix-match

When I f**k her you can get your b***h back

Get your b***h back

What the hell she was thinking I can't kiss that

Why the hell

Why she ask me where the hell I got my wrist at

Got my wrist at

Why the hell a hundred-thousand in my backpack

In my backpack

Why these b***hes think that we can come in contact

Come in contact

This is my drank this ain't cognac

This ain't cognac

You ain't get a milli why you sign that

Why you sign that

She wanna f**k I decline that

Decline

Look at my b***h she a dimebag

B***h

Look at my pinky it's a waterslide

It's a waterslide

Rich Forever come and see the money side

Rich rich

We can f**k lil' mama I can't lip lock

I can't what

Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks

On some new socks

Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top

Skrr skrr

I can't love a b***h trust no thot

No thot

Never bring a freak to your spot

Whoop whoop

Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops

I don't do no relaxing

Relaxing

Run up the bag get the cash in

Racks

Fendi am I drippin' or splashin'

Or splashin'

12 they can't catch me when I'm passin'

How you got a check and went broke again

Went broke again

B***hes wanting clout and I ain't kissin' 'em

I ain't kissin' 'em

Since I first got them hundreds I've been flippin' 'em

Flippin' 'em

I flip the money got my check up

Got my check up

I'm flexing up but I'm no wrestler

Flex

Blue cheese pockets got the extras

The extras

I stack the money up like Tetris

Tetris

How I got two-fifty from my neck up

Neck up ice

How I made it from the hood to a Bent truck

Skrr skrr

B***hes wanna f**k I got them lined up

Lined up

How you with the gang but you ain't signed up

You ain't signed up

Pull out my d**k tell her kiss that

Kiss that

She just want a n***a with a big sack

With a big sack

Pull out the choppa we in combat

Yaaaaat

Touchdown on the plug like a lineback

Rich

We can f**k lil' mama I can't lip lock

I can't what

Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks

On some new socks

Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top

Skrr skrr

I can't love a b***h trust no thot

No thot

Never bring a freak to your spot

Whoop whoop

Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops

I don't do no relaxing

Relaxing

Run up the bag get the cash in

Racks

Fendi am I drippin' or splashin'

Or splashin'

12 they can't catch me when I'm passin'

How you got a check and went broke again

Broke again

B***hes wanting clout and I ain't kissin' 'em

I ain't kissin' 'em

Since I first got them hundreds I've been flippin' 'em

Flippin' 'em