Rich Bum - Intellectual

[Chorus]

In and out your bitch crib

The neighbors thought this was the weed house

I could pull out eighty-thousand

And buy that Hellcat that you lease now

I'm like the white kid with allowance

I'm out here buying everything now

And I don't care, cuz this ain't my money

Load the mag and start dumping on him for tryna steal from me

Unemployments, back around again, how are you still bummy?

I'm a rich bum, sit inside the crib and steal people's money

*change sound*

If I'm not hearing that, then I won't touch my phone

Outta town, if I don't hit a bank, I won't come back home

Broke up with his bitch, now he ain't got a place to call his home

He was a football player, till I had my shooter crack his dome

Stay in the field, stop tryna play it like you like that

I'm in a different state with Glocks and MSRs, I'm living like that

Big Draco in the backseat of my car, why would I fight back?

Here go his social and his credit card, come get your life back

Somehow everything I do is free, I got a life hack

Somehow, everything you say is weak go give that mic back

Let him put his hands up, I'ma shoot him first, and then I'll fight back (Undefeated)

I always gotta have the upper hand

Send your first thousand straight to me, on god, I double bands