Guwop! Wiz! Taylor Gang, 1-0-1-7 Ridin' around, blowin' so much dope But I'm always handlin' business Way too high don't pick up my phone If I do, I'm like, "Who is this?" I ain't got time for a girlfriend Tell that bitch I ain't got no feelings Young nigga straight from the bottom Now my car ain't got no ceilings Young nigga stackin up millions Y'all niggas actin' like children Ouu, nigga used to can't get in, now I'm ownin' the building Brought the bitch to my crib, said she felt like she went on a field trip Nigga like me gon' always stack, when I'm older I'ma probably gon' still get Baby I'm a rich ass nigga, never said I was gon' be easy to deal with it (me too) But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit Baby I'm a rich ass nigga, never said I was gon' be easy to deal with it But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit I'm a country ass Beverly hill-billy Eat it up bitch, I'm a meal ticket Flush it down concert like fuck a ticket Rich ass, crazy ass, super picky Want a rich dick say I'm bucket listed I don't fuck broke I got a boujee dick First round draft, I'm a lottery pick Pepped up East Atlanta vitamins shit Solites glarin,' big stone like Sharon Superstar, Ed Sheeran, bitches love my earrings Know she fucked wit 'em, I still fucked her, fuck that nigga, he a real sucka It's the Wiz and the Wizop, I baguetted my watch wit' real boogers Baby I'm a rich ass nigga, never said I was gon' be easy to deal with it But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit (me too) Baby I'm a rich ass nigga, never said I was gon' be easy to deal with it But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit