4 Phones (Explicit)

4 Phones (Explicit) - Rich The Kid

Lyrics by：Dimitri Roger/Samuel Jimenez/David Ruoff/Elias Klughammer

Composed by：Dimitri Roger/Samuel Jimenez/David Ruoff/Elias Klughammer

Got it on smash

Yeah you know what I'm saying

They know I got cash

I ain't gotta brag no more

Woo woo woo what

I play with the money

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I run through the check

But **** it the bag is close

Bag is close

I don 't want the B***h but **** it

I had the ho

Yeah yeah yeah woo

I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes

Same clothes

I drop a whole quarter now my neck froze

Neck froze ice

Rich Forever put my team on

My team on

Think I'm still trappin' I got four phones

Niggas is cap for real

Ain 't seen a half a mill

My B***h ass thick so real

So real

I was trappin' to pay the bills

Woo

Money long need to pick-up truck

Pick-up-trunk

Lotta hundreds you can't pick 'em up

Gotta make sure my niggas rich

Rich

In the Tesla but I had to switch

Niggas fraud really counterfeit

Counterfeit

Flip her over then she do a split

They was lying but I'm really rich

She be lying you can't trust the B***h

Want the money yeah the check that's it

That's it

Rubber bands all around my wrist

Broke niggas they ain 't talkin ' 'bout s**t

S**t

I was broke had to hit that lick

Lick

I 'm thinkin' 'bout the Wraith

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I'm all into Forbes

I ain 't gotta brag no more

Ain't gotta brag

She give me top at the red light

Red light

She get a bag if the head right

Cuban links n***a iced out

Pinky ring that's a lighthouse

They know I got cash

I ain't gotta brag no more

Woo woo woo what

I play with the money

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I run through the check

But **** it the bag is close

Bag is close

I don't want the B***h but **** it

I had the ho

Yeah yeah yeah woo

I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes

Same clothes

I drop a whole quarter now my neck froze

Neck froze ice

Rich Forever put my team on

My team on

n***a the block is hot

Hot

My niggas they trap a lot

Trap

My B***h got the ass out

Ass out

**** her she tap out

My money don't max out

Max out

What is the cap about

These niggas they cap a lot

I'm dropping the top on spot

She ain't tryna **** then she get kicked out

Niggas keep talkin' they gon' get x-ed out

Mama said don't have my house trapped out

Got a little foreign 'bout to blow the back out

Too many shows packed-out

He keep talkin' he can bring the racks out

New Lamb now I'm about to back out

Want a Porsche but that s**t was sold out

Run a lil check there's no more relaxin'

I brought the Rich you bought the Rollie

B***h probably lyin' said she don't know me

I wanna ball like better than Kobe

100 racks blue cheese that's on me

We ain't friends no you're not my homie

Rich Forever we got tall racks

Broke B***h better fall back

Lil B***h

They know I got cash

I ain't gotta brag no more

Woo woo woo what

I play with the money

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I just might go snatch the Ghost

I run through the check

But **** it the bag is close

Bag is close

I don't want the B***h but **** it

I had the ho

Yeah yeah yeah woo

I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes

Same clothes

I drop a whole quarter now my neck froze

Neck froze ice

Rich Forever put my team on

My team on

Think I'm still trappin' I got four phones