Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
RTB MB
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Miles Bridges
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Icee
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
RTB, ****, gang
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
Yeah, RTB, ****
[Verse 1]
Rich **** got feelings too
If you don't switch up on a ****, then, girly, I'm feeling you
If I love you, girl, then I put stars in the ceiling roof
I can never let a **** pull my card 'cause I'm dealing too
I get in my zone, this that one shit
Prolly put a 50 in a **** home with this drumstick
Don't give a fuck if she got that silicone, tryna thump shit
Tryna see you scissor, scissor with yo' friend, that's some fun shit
Brodie tryna get a **** gone when that gun switch
****, where the Wockhardt? Pop up on a ****, toast his ass, he a Pop-Tart
She can never leave me on block, I'm a rock star
That McLaren hitting sport mode, don't care about no cop car
Even if I'm fiending for the drank, I can't drop par
Take a shot and then I get up in her coochie, that's a WAP bar
If he slid on the South, he ain't make it past Mott Park
MB, you can't stop spitting till you see top charts
[Chorus]
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
Rich **** got feelings too
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
[Verse 2]
Yeah, we got the hoes, this ain't Hangover
Switching different bitches out the whip, yeah, the Range Rover
Real Trench Baby, we ain't switch, we the same soldiers
Flash out, put that fire on you, it's a flamethrower
You can cop a P from the gang, we the strain growers
Twenty-four but I been a vet, how the fuck you finna send a blitz? We gon' intercept
I just fucked a bad bitch, who I'm finna enter next?
Her throat be tryna grab shit, I can feel her inner neck
You don't smoke shit, why you tryna flex for the internet?
I'm in LA with a bad bitch, finna send a dinner text
We do yoga with the boy and girl, finna make the gender stretch
Do 'em foul, hit a **** in the nugget, this a Denver tech
Up the Score, Halftime, Vandross, I'm the GOAT, bitch
Only invested in the blues, on some LOC shit
You try me, we can get a **** touched like some soap, bitch
I thought I said that we hit him in his nugget, call me Jokic
[Chorus]
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
Rich **** got feelings too
Rich **** got feelings too, yeah
Rich **** got feelings too
[Outro]
I'm a Real Trench Baby
Written by: Miles Bridges
