Kid Ink - Rich Talk lyrics

[Intro] (I-I-ISM) [Chorus: Kid Ink] Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss su*k my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk [Verse 1: Kid Ink] Pushin' this torque Whippin' the ride a [?] (Aye) Crib look like a resort (Aye) That wasn't always the story Daddy was doin' [?] and playin' down to fourth Barely was makin' the Ms and swinging in the Benz Jumpin' off the border deport This sh*t is sport Light up the front, it was bombs away Looking at the Rollie, it's time to play You still be bussin' from 9 to 5, now I could wake up any time of the day Aye, got so much money on mind Just with the sleeper woke up in a vault (Uh) Got 'em, new Louboutins Now money fall everywhere where lil baby walk [Chorus: Kid Ink] Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss su*k my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk [Verse 2: Rory Fresco] My cup, I put mud in there Duckin' the shade with a Louis V bucket hat ni**as be lame and say we don't fu*k with that Only talk paper, you never discussin' that Disgustin' the way I run that fu*kin' bag If I say up then you know that we stuck with that Don't try me you fu*k 'round and find out your luck is back Hit her from the back, shawty said that she lovin' it Big dog, left her with a limp walk Probably got a pill, talk Probably 'cause I'm him I keep ballin', I don't even need the gym Slam dunk on the Forgiato rims Big house, b*tch, I'm living like a sims Kick a b*tch out, get the boots, no Timbs Ain't talkin' about big amounts than I don't really hear [Bridge: Kid Ink] Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, she got a rich walk [Verse 3: Kid Ink] L-L-Look at that sh*t, I'm in Vegas Who the fu*k is you playin' with? VVS on me, stainless 100K for the plane sh*t Every diamond, I can't let it slide ni**a, I need all of my payments Now we ain't on the same sh*t Rather rich than be famous (Oh) I rather put all my brothers on (Woo) We got came way to my brother home Long live the homies and another gone Pour out the b*tch inside her home Hoppin' in the P1, ballin' like I'm D1 ni**a know the stylin' Never get a free one Money is the topic, you ain't gotta speak none I know what to say when the freaks come [Chorus: Kid Ink] Rich talk, stick talk, bad b*tch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss su*k my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk [Outro: Kid Ink] We gettin' straight to the bag Know they gon' hit when they brag All this sh*t that I never had I ain't even checkin' no tag Let me take care of the [?]