Rich The Kid - Can't Afford It lyrics

[Intro: Rich The Kid] You know what I'm saying, I know they doubted me Counted me out, you know what I'm saying Bossed up, real CEO though, read about it [Chorus: Rich The Kid] Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) They ain't wanna see me blow up (what) Huh, from the molly to the Bentley trucks (Bentley trucks) Off-White with the Gucci, I might switch it up (yeah, yeah) Came up off a sill, sign my deal in the same week (huh) Put my wrist on chill, AP real, that sh** ain't cheap I'm [?], my jeans fit a hundred thousand I'm the sh**, like a toilet, why you flexing you can't afford it (huh) [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] Huh, I know I'm winning but they doubted me (doubted me) n***as thought that I was playing, I'm the prodigy (what) Diamonds cooler than a cooler, shout out to my j**eler (ice, ice) If I want that p**y sooner, put her in a Uber I had ran up a sack, f** a contract Cookie pack, anthrax, catch a contact Rich forever I'm the CEO 50,000 just in Barneys, I got plenty more Picking b**hes out a magazine AP or the new Philippe (ice, ice) New Givenchy on my feet I got three million haters you can take a seat [Chorus: Rich The Kid & Pusha-T ] Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) They ain't wanna see me blow up (what) Huh, from the molly to the Bentley trucks (ooh) Off-White with the Gucci, I might switch it up (yeah, yeah) King Push Came up off a sill, sign my deal in the same week (huh) Baby, your self-esteem cannot be this low Put my wrist on chill, AP real, that sh** ain't cheap Why is you f**in' this man? I'm [?], my jeans fit a hundred thousand You know he can't afford it I'm the sh**, like a toilet, why you flexing you can't afford it [Verse 2: Pusha-T] He can't afford you, baby, just abort it (k** a baby) That 488 just got ordered Facetiming from the flight I just boarded (right) I'll have my travel agent get you sorted Nowadays you impressed by so little I look at your top 5, n***as is so middle The rhymes don't even riddle The diamonds in your Rollies don't skittle I see no rainbows All you lame-os I just changed clothes The peacoat is Marni, you thinking Armani This sh** is from Jeffrey's, that sh** is from Barney's (ooh) You should have Zoe Costello to applaud me Or impede [Chorus: Rich The Kid] Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) They ain't wanna see me blow up (what) Huh, from the molly to the Bentley trucks (Bentley trucks) Off-White with the Gucci, I might switch it up (yeah, yeah) Came up off a sill, sign my deal in the same week (huh) Put my wrist on chill, AP real, that sh** ain't cheap I'm [?], my jeans fit a hundred thousand I'm the sh**, like a toilet, why you flexing you can't afford it