Rich Foreva - Migos, J Money

Goddamb, goddamb

So many plans, they fill up a whole house

Goddamb, goddamb

So many Benjamens, I can’t even count

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

Quavo!

Goddamb, goddamb

So many bricks, how in the hell I flip this shit

Stay on your grind, gotta take your time

Before you know it, you’ll be like me, filthy rich

Choppers and Uzis, my niggas go foolish

If it ain’t bout the money, they lose it

My bros cookin dope in jacuzzis

Versace, Versace, my doolies

Young Quavo, I keep me a roolie

I’m culture, my soldier a big dooly

He sent me the pack, and I move it

That nigga mad, cause his bitch choosin

All this damb dope, I feel like Homer

You can get fitted, cast Coakacola

Young Quavo, I feel like young Sammy Sosa

Cause I make the trap house be like a mansion

Goddamb, goddamb

So many plans, they fill up a whole house

Goddamb, goddamb

So many Benjamens, I can’t even count

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

Infatuated with the money, I’m on call for the paper call

I’m so straight, if I fall and land, on the money

Gotta get it on the mission, took down a nigga, we flippin

Sellin short bundles out the mansion

While my chickins goin out the city

Like 33 for the 93

Bo jet for the 93rd

Nigga call to play, like L Way

Work up, check the cup

Pull up, forin whip like damb it

With a bad bitch, forin, outstanding

Hatin ass nigga really can’t stand it

They can’t stop it, I do the magic

Goddamb, somuch money, need a second hand just to count it

Headin to the county, young rich nigga got so many whips and auties

Goddamb, goddamb

So many plans, they fill up a whole house

Goddamb, goddamb

So many Benjamens, I can’t even count

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

Takeoff!

Where the fuck my guy, goddamb

I got a chopper, and it hold a hundred rounds

Spendin pounds, I can’t even break m down

We got blow from the plugs out of town

I get the Yayo from Paydro

Or the Ceelo, from Diego

A whole boll from Pacardo, not Tony, but a nigga got Yayo

Forkland fight to Puerto Rico

Came a longway from kickin in doors

Young nigga trappin out the bando

Young nigga now top floor in the condo

I’m whippin that Britney, got so many chickens

Trappin Kentucky, sellin so many chickins

Stuck on my finger, I ain’t gotta pull the trigger, point it at a nigga,

then it hit you

No issue, hollo tip, split right through your tissue

Young Takeoff, you know I got missiles

Got a forin bad bitch, but don’t kiss her

But the bricks, I deliver

In the public, I drink, hurt my liver

You snake, like a lizard

Watch dog, nigga, on a wisel

Goddamb, goddamb

So many plans, they fill up a whole house

Goddamb, goddamb

So many Benjamens, I can’t even count

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever