Lil Rich - Bren Joy, Mae Muller

Uh, I hope I don’t get so rich I forget my friends

But maybe just a little bit

So I could buy an electric Benz or two

I hope I don’t think love is cheap

If I ever cop a mansion and start fucking on Egyptian cotton sheets

(Oof, damn)

I just wanna be a lil rich, uh

I just wanna be a lil rich

Just a little

I hope I don’t blow up so big I lose myself

But maybe just enough to put some Grammys on the shelf

And if I hit the lot, but then I forgot, to call up my mom’s

I’d have to burn all my guap

I just wanna be a lil rich

Just a lil bit

(Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh)

I just wanna be a lil rich cause the truth is

I’d be liar, I’d be liar

If I said I didn’t like Italian shoes (Gucci, Gucci!)

But I’d be a liar, oh, I’d be a liar

If I said a neck full of chains wouldn’t feel just like a noose

Sometimes Cuban links can’t fix the blues

Then again get a diamond in my tooth

Would look pretty cool to me

I guess I’m gonna have to see

I just wanna be lil rich

But this shit is proving rather than difficult, yeah

How long will it take to allow me luxury?

Trade these B cups in for some big double D’s

I wanna Porshe yeah, a white one

But I don’t even have my license

Wine and dine, I wanna take what’s mine

But its Taking time and I’m tired

Can’t do it on my own, not now, forever

How 'bout we get a lil rich together?

I just wanna be lil rich (I just wanna be a lil rich, oh, just)

I just wanna be a lil rich

I just wanna be, I just wanna be

I just wanna be a lil rich, just a lil bit

Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh

I just wanna be a lil rich