Rich Today (feat. Toosii) [2023 Remaster] - CFL Billions

Rich One more time, yeah, ayy How you get money? How you get money? I keep a blunt of the loud and I'm (Stardustszn), ayy, yeah How you get money? (Ayy, skrrt) I keep a blunt of the loud and I'm smokin' on dope like it's nothin' My diamonds bussin' She like the way that I dress So you know that she fuckin', she bussin' I'm never frontin' (Ayy) We makin' plays with the shit (Ayy) Never play with the shit (What?) Man I'm thumbin' (Ayy, ayy, uh) Turn in to something (Ayy, ayy, uh) I'll bend the block in the drop Gettin' cash (Ayy, ayy, uh), and you know I be stuntin', yeah I'ma get rich today (Yeah) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch) I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy) I pull up, I'm keeping the mask on You know it's a stick up, remember them days I was stuck? I'm that nigga they passed on (Skrrt, skrrt) Now I step when I walk, get the cash call (Ha) Got the whip and I'm pullin' a fast one How the fuck he go get it? They said I was trippin' No wonder them niggas got laughed on Concentrate when I thumb through the bag, holmes (Yeah, ayy) Now I'm gettin' racks, 'bout 40,000 a show (Uh) I got 42 thou' on my neck The fuck who gon' stop me? (Bitch) I've been on this shit Sippin' lean, movin' slow, for the bag, I'ma jet So what you gon' tell me you know 'bout the racks? Say, "Young nigga, spend it, then get this shit back" (Ayy, ayy) I said that I got this shit off for my gualas (Yeah, yeah) They call me young Pablo, they see I connect (Gang, gang, gang) Fuck niggas plottin', these fuckin' niggas watchin' This 30 clip buck when I'm poppin' out 'Cause I'm gettin' this money, I'm all in my bag And I swear it ain't nothin' to talk about (Talk about) You ain't gang, you can't step when I'm walkin' out (Walkin' out) Keep that thang with the flame when I'm walkin' out (Walkin' out) Tell my driver to pull up and park by the exit The work in that comfort zone, I'm walkin' out (Skrrt, skrrt) Been on my lonely, it's all for the guala I swore on the commas I'd stack up the G's (Ayy, ayy) Do for my mama, my brothers, my family I'm in the trenches, I wanna live easy I just want live in this life, gotta pay up the price Just to do what I want when I please Pull off in Lambos and Beamers, that shit that go fast And I'm pullin' up off of the scene (Ayy, ayy) I'ma get rich today (Yeah) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch) I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy) I'ma get rich today (Yeah) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch) I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy) They say my pockets just look a lil' bigger I'm gettin' racks, that young nigga figure Came from the hood where I been and attended They hate me or love me, I still up and get it Livin' this life like this shit is a mission The fuck you gon' tell me? You fuck niggas trippin' (Yeah) I get the bag and I peep my own vision And I do the dash and you know I go missin' I'm popping tags, yeah, I feel like the man Money Mitch In the streets what they talk about? Said I have 'bout 350 in 50s and hunnids See, this be that shit I can't talk about Got the Glizzy on me and the XD on me Make these fuck niggas park when I'm on the roll Nigga came up from nothin', my diamonds be bussin' They slip and then say shit they talk about, ayy I'ma get rich today (Yeah) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch) I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Yeah, yeah, ayy) I'ma get rich today (Yeah) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Racks, bitch) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Racks, skrrt) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Racks, bitch) I said I'ma get rich today (Ayy, ayy) I just want Hennessy, I want the racks (Skrrt, skrrt) VVS drip and Givenchy, that's Gucci and Louis (Yeah) Got 50 racks tucked in the back (Yeah)

Fo' sho' (oh, no, no, no, no, no, no) (What's happenin', Chi Chi?) Fo' sho' Yeah, mm Tell a nigga, "Don't play" (tell a nigga, "Don't play") Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay (right where you lay) Know I keep my distance, one call and I'm on the way (I'm on the way) I'm tryna see 'bout it (see 'bout it) The only man I fear is God 'cause they know we 'bout it Yeah, they know we 'bout it (we 'bout it) Only run with steppers, can't do a weak body (weak body) Only V8s and V12s when we ridin' (we ridin') Bad bitch, she ridin', ayy (she ridin') And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin' RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps Fuckin' with rich niggas, we won't hit licks, hit for stocks All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop And I'll take a nigga life 'fore I take a bitch to shop Only do the red keys (red keys) Ain't a dead body, but I'll stretch her out on the bed sheet (on the bed sheet) 'Fore I fuck her, you know that I ask her for the head please (head, please) Get the nigga dead, please (dead, please) 10K, get the whip, flip, that's a rip-stick, dead G's, dead Glocks And I ain't Young Money but I'm down to make the bed rock, ayy I'ma roll out the pussy, watch the gang, roll a dead opp Told the bitch to head rock Know the beat knock how her head bop And I'm a clean nigga but you know I like the head slop Slide when we headshot (headshot) I'm a fan of the green beam, don't do the red dots I'm the type of nigga to give her dick, I'ma make her legs lock (legs lock) And I'll still run a nigga down, I'm tryna head-shop (head-shop) I'm hitting every shot (every shot) Tell a nigga, "Don't play" (tell a nigga, "Don't play") Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay (right where you lay) Know I keep my distance, one call and I'm on the way (I'm on the way) I'm tryna see 'bout it (see 'bout it) The only man I fear is God 'cause they know we 'bout it Yeah, they know we 'bout it (we 'bout it) Only run with steppers, can't do a weak body (weak body) Only V8s and V12s when we ridin' (we ridin') Bad bitch, she ridin', ayy (she ridin') And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin' RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps Fuckin' with rich niggas, we won't hit licks, hit for stocks All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop And I'll take a nigga life 'fore I take a bitch to shop Two FNs stuffed in my Amiris, these ain't Levi's Knew how it felt to hold a gun when I was knee-high Uncle Ray let me hold his .38 whenever we'd ride (we'd ride) At the age of five, back then, I ain't understand, I ain't see why (let's go) And a nigga damn sure never saw me rappin' Either way it go, they gon' have to catch me with that fire, no lackin' Quit frontin' your move, ain't none of y'all bitch ass niggas about no action I get mad in this bitch, come off my hip and wet up your Starter jacket And the niggas I'm with gon' step on any other nigga that saw it happen Hope you lil' niggas know Every nigga 'round me, he done did it before, I'll kill you at my show 200 25 thousand get me out the door, half a million or more I make her cry me a river before we get close, need to get me a boat Tell a nigga, "Don't play" (tell a nigga, "Don't play") Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay (right where you lay) Know I keep my distance, one call and I'm on the way (I'm on the way) I'm tryna see 'bout it (see 'bout it) The only man I fear is God 'cause they know we 'bout it Yeah, they know we 'bout it (we 'bout it) Only run with steppers, can't do a weak body (weak body) Only V8s and V12s when we ridin' (we ridin') Bad bitch, she ridin', ayy (she ridin') And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin' RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps Fuckin' with rich niggas, we won't hit licks, hit for stocks All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop And I'll take a nigga life 'fore I take a bitch to shop

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted (for real and that's no question) And anything I want I got it (no frontin' and no guessin') 5'5" with brown eyes (caramel complexion) Smile like the sunrise (body like heaven) Look, I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel, catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f- her When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon Elevator took way too long, I'ma put her on top (on top) This her favorite song when the song drop, got her on lock Baby got her own Glock (own Glock) I'ma buy her stones, rocks Diamonds 'cause she a dime and she own lots And the better part about it, got her own spot Snitch on me, she know not Play around and she gon' pop It was writ' in Rosetta, she own every letter Audemars for the A and B for doing better I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel Catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f-her (big Latto) When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon I tote my own Glock, VVS, my stone pop Street- and my Birkin hold my n- guap G5 flights, we fly private, pack my n- chop In love with a stepper so don't make me send a n- drop I can't wait to get home, when I f- ya, I'ma f- ya in a Rover We got options, I might f- you in a Demon (skrr, skrr) Rap bitch, but he got me singing, six foot, he swinging I might let you bring a b- and double team it, I mean it Look, I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel, catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f- her When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon Put baby inside a new drop I'ma buy a new watch (new watch) She know I'm her n- and she know that you not Credible for that new spot (new spot), I got her (yeah) And she ain't worried 'bout sh- 'cause you know I'm a top shotta Bring her to the hood, she know she f- with a G Everything she done seen, know to keep it lowkey And she don't spend a dime, everything been on me If he gassed up, he on E If he gassed up, he on E Look, I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel, catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f- her When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon

What's my motherfuckin' name? Yeah Aminé doin' fine, but I don't feel in compromise Who's to blame? Yeah Is it myself or my conscious or my health? Nigga, I can't comp- (hey) What the fuck's a shot if the safety on? Lotta niggas bark, but the bite don't never tag along I can't even go inside the store no more I'm just shy and I don't wanna take a photo But I do it and I'm nice, then I give 'em promo Then he really got the nerve to ask a nigga for more I'm eatin' with lunch with my mom, nigga get out my zone Then he post a pic up and say I'm meetin' a hoe I can't sleep, nigga (I can't sleep, nah) Paranoia on my mind, got me gone sometimes (I can't sleep) Can't eat, nigga, yeah Anxiety got the best of me, uh-uh (I can't sleep) I can't sleep, nigga (I can't sleep, nah) Paranoia on my mind got me gone sometimes (I can't sleep) Can't eat, nigga, yeah Anxiety got the best of me, uh-uh (I can't sleep, uh, yeah, uh) No more anxiety got the best of me Fuck 'em, let 'em rest in peace If they hate then let 'em rest in piss You don't know half the shit I did just so I can go and flex my wrist Yeah, that's Toosii, that nigga be textin' my bitch Okay, true but I ain't mean it, I mean, ayy I call her by the wrong name and tell her that I mean "bae" And she okay with it 'cause I ain't the same person I used to be I'm a star now, I'm goin' far now Look, dude, you gotta get used to me Our dinners at the table, I remember I wasn't able You got bitch ways like Mabel, paranoid I'm signed to a label Ayy, what the fuck you mean 'Cause I don't take a pic that mean I'm a hoe? You a dude, what's up with you, bro? I can't sleep, nigga (I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I can't sleep) Paranoia on my mind got me gone sometimes (I can't sleep) Can't eat, nigga (I can't eat, I can't eat, I can't eat), yeah Anxiety got the best of me, uh-uh (I can't sleep) I can't sleep, nigga (I can't sleep, oh no-no, oh no-no, no-no) Paranoia on my mind got me gone sometimes (I can't sleep) Can't eat, nigga (I can't eat, I can't eat, I can't eat), yeah Anxiety got the best of me, uh-uh (I can't sleep) I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I can't sleep I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I can't sleep

Oh yeah, wooh Oh yeah If lovin' was money, how much you think we'd make? If kisses were cash, we'd never stop making it rain, no The way that I picture it our pockets thicker than Bill Gates If lovin' was money, we'd make it all the way to the bank Rakin' it in by the billions Cash stacked up to the ceiling Livin' on champagne and chocolate, somewhere exotic Kissin' on a beach, alone, 'cause we bought it Talking gazillions Drop a fortune, 500 jillion, yeah Girl if loving was dollars, you know we'd be ballers Rakin' it in by the billions, wooh Oh yeah If lovin' was money, then we'd never clock out of work, nah Girl, we'd stay extra hours, after all the lights have been turned off Oh, if all my attention was benjamins, you'd have 'em all to burn If lovin' was money, there's no telling what we'd be worth Rakin' it in by the billions Cash stacked up to the ceiling Livin' on champagne and chocolate, somewhere exotic Kissin' on a beach, alone, 'cause we bought it Talking gazillions Drop a fortune, 500 jillion, yeah Girl if loving was dollars, you know we'd be ballers Rakin' it in by the billions Wooh Oh oh oh Hey, wooh Ah Make a little love, make a little money Make a little love, make a little money Make a whole lotta love, and a whole lotta money, oh oh Rakin' it in by the billions Cash stacked up to the ceiling Livin' on champagne and chocolate, somewhere exotic Chillin' on a beach, alone, you know we bought it Talking gazillions Drop a fortune, 500 jillion, yeah Girl if loving was dollars, you know we'd be ballers Rakin' it in by the billions Oh yeah Just rakin' it in by the billions Oh yeah, girl If besos were pesos, no telling how much we'd make girl You know we rakin' it in, rakin' it in, rakin' it in, yeah Rakin' it in by the billions Haha