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Bambino - Rich Boy Summer lyrics

Artist: Bambino

album: Rich Boy Summer


It's Bambino Baby
Otherwise know as Palmer Barone
King Baby
Diego Fuego
Senior Summer Himself
Rich Boy Summer
The Bam move smooth like butter
Just ask my brothers
Got drip like water
Hundred grand on the wrist I'm a rich boy stunna
Got no plans in this bitch do what I wanna
It's a Rich Boy Summer
The Bam move smooth like butter
Just ask my brothers
Got drip like water
Hundred grand on the wrist I'm a rich boy stunna
Got no plans in this bitch do what I wanna
No new car I smell like new money
Old heads got no respect too funny
Now they all opps cuz I got two honeys
On each side all times
Who love me
Beach side prop all mine
Got too much money
Man all these girls want so much from me
They playing these games go fish gin rummy
Gotta sign the prenup girl I ain't no dummy
Spending 2022 in my Gucci shoes
Walk a mile in these slides bought her Jimmy Choos
Got the Prada with the dollas and got Fendi too
I need a shot of the Patron and I need Henny too
Printing these bills like the Fed
I let it go to my head
Silk sheets in the bed
Don't need any game I got money instead
These girlies they beggin to give me some head
Got no cred in the streets but my credit card limitless
Businesses ask me to speak at they conferences
Prominent flying all over the continent
Confidence high yeah I got a good pharmacist
Charming is easy when you got a car on the wrist
The barn is on fire and Ima put it out with Benjamins
Got insurance rebuilt now it's time to fuckin let em in
Rich boy shit turn a profit yeah I always win
That's right mothafucka the baby take no Ls
Bambino shoot rockets it's top shelf
Like liquor my shit age like wine
Next year I'm 29 and I've never been more fine
And I've never had more dimes
Got a lady on each shoulder as I'm walkin down the shoreline
Life so fuckin good, wish I had some more time
Rich boy summer baby feel that fuckin sunshine
They all got their hands out Hoke Pokey
Girlie want the money but she barely know me
She a fraud she a trick she like Loki
She spending all my money then she fuckin all my homies
Bitch
See ya next Tuesday
Rich boy city boy
Now it's fuckin doomsday
I said it's too late
I'm only cuffin in my old age
Now it's RBS
Missed your text
Drowning in the pussy like SOS
No life vest
I'm not rookie I'm vet
Like I been there yet
Still celebrating like I don't know I'm the best
But I know I'm the best
Got an S on my chest
And I'm getting these checks
Gettin dumber all summer yeah who needs the rest
And next year, we do it all again
It's a Rich Boy Summer
The Bam move smooth like butter
Just ask my brothers
Got drip like water
Hundred grand on the wrist I'm a rich boy stunna
Got no plans in this bitch do what I wanna
It's a Rich Boy Summer
The Bam move smooth like butter
Just ask my brothers
Got drip like water
Hundred grand on the wrist I'm a rich boy stunna
Got no plans in this bitch do what I wanna

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