In this high-energy track, Rich the Kid flaunts his affluent lifestyle and success in the music industry. The lyrics revolve around his experiences with wealth, women, and street life. He uses phrases like "Bought a bag for the bitch" and "Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split" to depict his financial power and ability to shower luxuries on women. He also mentions his readiness to face any threats, as indicated by lines like "Trap with a hunnid sticks" and "One call, that's a blitz". The song serves as an assertion of Rich the Kid's place in the rap game and reflects his confidence in maintaining this position despite any challenges he may encounter.
Split
Lyrics
Told my-
Yeah, ain't playin' games
Bought a bag for the bitch
She suck my dick, that's a hunnid licks (a hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (trap)
One call, that's a blitz (a blitz)
I could get you hit (hit), I could get you lit (lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split (woo)
Lookin' for me, I'm in Calabasas
Rich Forever, plus I been had it (woo)
Maybach, got the Benz matted
Bend it over 'cause she got a fatty
Ayy, yeah, she got a frame
What is your name? Put you in the gang, yeah
She got a bank (bank)
Can't hit a note, but I'm makin' her sing
Ten milli', we could split it (split)
Fuck the label, like the bank I get it
We could do it like Big and Diddy
Jay Critch havin' mill's already (rich)
Yeah, rich, I got it, that's why I keep a fifty
Hundred licks, then I bust on her titties
A hundred guns, niggas ain't fuckin' with me
A honey bun, that's a hundred and fifty (woo)
I'm back (back) in the booth like I'm cookin' up crack
With the stick 'cause I can't never lack
Think I'm lyin', but I still sip Act' (Act')
Real nigga, I don't know, no rats
Pockets, Big Mac, double cheese
Take a bitch on a shoppin' spree
Got a duffle bag and it's LV
She got a pretty pussy with a capital
Bought a bag for the bitch
She suck my dick, that's a hunnid licks (a hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (trap)
One call, that's a blitz (a blitz)
I could get you hit (hit), I could get you lit (lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split (woo)
You can't find me in the trap, nigga
I ain't fuckin' with these rap niggas
I ain't tryin' to do a song with 'em
Now you mad, like, "What's wrong with 'em?"
I done hit about a hunnid licks
I know my plug got a hunnid bricks (plug)
Thick bitch, she could take the dick
Ride on me in a Wraith and shit
Was high as hell, out of space and shit
Me and money in a relationship (relationship)
That's my dawg, for sure (my dawg)
That's my bitch, you ain't gotta ask no more
I ain't playin' games, I done copped it, pop it
On the jail but the pocket rocket
These Chrome Ones, nigga, watch it, watch it
She got a wet ass pussy, nigga, mop it, mop it
Bought a bag for the bitch
She suck my dick, that's a hunnid licks (a hunnid)
Trap with a hunnid sticks (trap)
One call, that's a blitz (a blitz)
I could get you hit (hit), I could get you lit (lit)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split (woo)
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split
Sign ya, get ya 'bout like ten mill', we could split
Writer(s): Dimitri Roger
Copyright(s): Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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