Balance, Beem - Riich Boy Climate Lyrics

Yeah
Rich, rich
Rich boy climate, at the top we climbing, yeah
Woo, uh

Rich boy climate
Put the gang behind it
Off the rope, still climbing
Bitch stop crying
Rich boy climate
Put the gang behind it
Off the rope, still climbing
Bitch stop crying

Gon' ice the bezel
The ice like pebbles
Gon' ice the shovel
Kill shine, go tell 'em
I've been up and better
Go tell 'em to have me
I been out Houston with Beem like I'm Travy
Shit nice, bitch I'm worth the price, grind, oh shit, that's life
I got ties to win some' light, catch a flight, hop off the flight

When you start the wave, they gon' catch on, ride the tide
On they heads, yeah some' like lice
Living rent free in they minds
Feel that rich boy climate
Put the past the past behind me
(Understand the assignment)

Rich boy climate
Put the gang behind it
Off the rope, still climbing
Bitch stop crying
Rich boy climate
Put the gang behind it
Off the rope, still climbing
Bitch stop crying

Jump in the pit, know I rage, no denying
I picked up the pen, made a wave just to dive in
This that real shit, they can't even try in
I live for the feel and without it I'm dying
Laughin' to the bank, yeah
Run 'em over, tank, yeah
Throw a little to the side, fill the bro's car tank
If we losing, we losing, to win is to make

Mhm, please don't get me started
Pass me the rock, all green like Harden
All about business, no time to bargain
(No, no-no time to bargain)
JSK ties grew up with Beem
Beaming the team, all we see is (Green)
Green, green, green
Shawty so bad and she fuck with the team

'Cause I got rich boy diamonds
You ain't stacking up money, I get it
You ain't driving that shit, it's a rented
Little boy tried to diss me but I ain't offended
I got to go get it, I'm up in a spaceship
I'm moving location, lil baby be patient
I'm counting this paper, I'm stacking up green
Money keep moving, 'cause baby you know that I'm rich

I cannot respect it, you know that I get it
I fucked up the medics, the diamonds in-bedded
Like Capalot, know I'm a g
You ain't fucking with me, but I'm 323, yeah
Like water, I drip like a sink
I'm greater than summer 16, don't you think?
I'm moving the council while sipping a drink
I'm counting my money, got too much on me yeah

Rich boy climate
Put the gang behind it
Off the rope, still climbing
Bitch stop crying
Rich boy climate
Put the gang behind it
Off the rope, still climbing
Bitch stop crying