Bojack - Rich Now Lyrics

And I'm like why the f*ck you mad?
Probably cause I ran it up while you was on yo ass
Say you runnin' bands up, must be walking, you ain't fast
I feel like Jason, I might chase him with the mask
I'm in that pickup doin' pickups, gettin cash
Like bitch, I'm rich now
They used to ask me to take they flick, now they want a flick now
You in that car, I can flip that bitch just from this fifty round
I could give a f*ck if you tap in, just keep missin' out
I won't have her for the night, I got shit to do tomorrow
I ain't never rob nobody, I just unwillingly borrow
Yeah, thats if the feds ask
They knocking on my door, I tell em' leave, don't answer questions
Talkin' on the socials, we gon' really send a message
Got her on her knees, like she tryna bless me
Making money, i'm just kicking shit like my name Messi
I made her texts go green, she still tryna text me
I ain't even tryna hit, told that bitch to neck me
I told that bitch to neck me
I got yo bitch bent out on a jet-ski
I beat the case already, they can't catch me
When I'm in that whip, you gon' crash-out tryna pass me
Tryna find your bread, it's like tryna find a flaw about me
Ain't nowhere to run, they come from both sides of the alley
I run this Pape up so much, every bill got a f*cking callus
Mansion, off the drugs, I done turnt it to a Percy palace
You ain't the person that I know I'm lookin' for that side of you, Where did it go?
What I would do if I was you?
How could I know?
It ain't nobody stoppin' you, it's just yourself
Broke, now i'm rich, I switched my ways
What the f*ck you sippin' on? I think they cut yo drank
I pop another Tramadol, but I ain't ease no pain
Like, why they love to play with me? No, this shit not a game
Send him to the circus, he a f*ckin' clown
I be smellin' out the red, like a bloodhound
Headshot, now you dead, I ain't have to use the whole round
We gon' put some red on his face, like he broke out
And I'm like, why the f*ck you mad?
Probably cause I ran it up, while you was on yo ass
Say you runnin' bands up, must be walkin', you ain't fast
I feel like Jason, I might chase him with the mask
I'm in that pickup doin' pickups, gettin' cash
Like bitch, I'm rich now
They used to ask me to take they flick, now they want a flick now
You in that car, I can flip that bitch just from this fifty round
I could give a f*ck if you tap in, just keep missin' out
I won't have her for the night, I got shit to do tomorrow
I ain't never rob nobody, I just unwillingly borrow