Rich N***a Shit
21 Savage & Metro Boomin Lyrics


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"This world's all about money and pussy
And you need to figure that out
Once you figure that out
You'll be better off in life"

(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power

She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me
I did a sixty-nine with her friend, I'm prayin' to God she don't tell on me
Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga get head in the Cullinan
Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly
But I'll sting you like a bumblebee
Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back
Off-White jeans look like cooked crack
I call the Porsche stomach 'cause the shit snap
Gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat
You might take your women to the Louis store
My bitches be askin', "Where's Chanel at?"
I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's Chrome Hearts
All this water on me, where the whales at?
Stars in the ceilin', I'm where God at
This supercharger whine like the car mad
Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg
I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power

Yeah, I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)
No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)
Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
In the town where the pipes hangin' loud out the back (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Five hundred racks what this cost to be exact
And it takes one mil', five hundred thousand racks (yeah)
I ain't even take the Rolls-Royce truck back (yeah)
Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase stretched
You can open up the door, but you ain't gotta close it back (woo)
Everything electric, baby, everything a blessin' (it's a blessin')
Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch (yeah)
Niggas riding 'round in Chargers tryna split shit (slatt)
I been ridin' with a cutter, call it stick shift (brr)
When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief (yeah)
Keep lil' mama on her knees and her ankle lift (facts)
I can get 'em knocked off without a finger lift

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style




I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power

Overall Meaning

In "Rich Nigga Shit," 21 Savage is discussing his desires for wealth and status, particularly as it relates to having access to luxury goods, beautiful women, and power. He emphasizes the importance of figuring out that money and women are what make the world go round, and that once one understands this, they will "be better off in life." He boasts about his extravagant lifestyle, such as drinking expensive liquor and wearing designer clothing, and the people he surrounds himself with, who also share his style and taste. He also mentions his drug use and sexual exploits, hinting at a darker side to his success.


Additionally, the song features the production of Metro Boomin, who is known for his collaborations with artists like Future and Migos. The beat is a combination of hard-hitting drums and ominous synths, which serve as the perfect backdrop for Savage's braggadocio.


Overall, "Rich Nigga Shit" is a commentary on the intersection of money, power, and sex in the lives of the wealthy, as well as a representation of 21 Savage's own aspirations and lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

This world's all about money and pussy
The world revolves around wealth and sex


And you need to figure that out
One must comprehend and accept the importance of these things


Once you figure that out
After achieving this realization


You'll be better off in life
Life will improve


Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
I engage in lavish activities and possessions associated with the wealthy


Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
We drink straight from the bottle


I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
I wear high-end designer clothing by Prada and look great


Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
I'm walking off a private jet with a beautiful woman


Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
I am surrounded by attractive women and indulging in them


Every nigga with me got style
Each person I associate with has good taste in clothing and looks stylish


I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I only wear watches worth over a hundred thousand dollars


I want all the money and the power
I desire vast wealth and influence


She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me
Despite my attempts to demonstrate my best qualities, she did not appreciate me


I did a sixty-nine with her friend, I'm prayin' to God she don't tell on me
I engaged in oral sex with her friend and fear she may reveal the secret


Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga get head in the Cullinan
I formerly used public transportation, but now I receive fellatio in a Rolls-Royce Cullinan SUV


Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly
The narcotic painkiller Percocet makes me feel euphoric and light


But I'll sting you like a bumblebee
Despite my gentle demeanor, I'll retaliate fiercely if provoked


Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back
I only wear clothes from the designer Yves Saint Laurent


Off-White jeans look like cooked crack
My Off-White brand jeans resemble pieces of crack cocaine


I call the Porsche stomach 'cause the shit snap
I refer to my Porsche as 'stomach' because it has a quick acceleration


Gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat
I gave my girlfriend two thousand dollars, and now she has a larger buttocks due to cosmetic surgery


You might take your women to the Louis store
You may take your romantic partners to shop at Louis Vuitton stores


My bitches be askin', 'Where's Chanel at?'
My female acquaintances inquire about the location of Chanel stores


I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's Chrome Hearts
The cross symbols you see belong to the designer Chrome Hearts


All this water on me, where the whales at?
I have excessive wealth and flaunt it, but where are the truly wealthy people?


Stars in the ceilin', I'm where God at
The starry ceiling suggests that I am in a high-end vehicle or location, equivalent to being near God


This supercharger whine like the car mad
The car's engine makes a sound due to a supercharger, increasing its performance


Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg
I, 21 Savage, have created numerous successful songs


I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad
I creatively contribute to the rap genre through the lyrics I write and share


Yeah, I've been in the vault with the gold in the back
I have access to a secure room containing vast amounts of valuable gold


No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat
You betrayed me by revealing secrets, so I am no longer friendly with you


Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
My friend Savage and I are cruising in identical Porsche vehicles


In the town where the pipes hangin' loud out the back
The town we're in has noisy and ostentatious cars with loud exhaust systems


Five hundred racks what this cost to be exact
This costs exactly five hundred thousand dollars


And it takes one mil', five hundred thousand racks
To acquire this lifestyle, it requires one million, five hundred thousand dollars


I ain't even take the Rolls-Royce truck back
I still have my Rolls-Royce sports utility vehicle


Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase stretched
I purchased an updated model of the vehicle with more ornate features and an elongated wheelbase


You can open up the door, but you ain't gotta close it back
I have the funds to leave my car's door open, without fretting about issues like theft or damage


Everything electric, baby, everything a blessin'
My possessions are modern and high-tech, and I view them as fortunate things


Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch
I keep an engagement ring and a Rolex watch on hand for my future lovers


Niggas riding 'round in Chargers tryna split shit
Other men have similar goals, attempting to achieve success through similar means


I been ridin' with a cutter, call it stick shift
I've been carrying a weapon and liken it to a manual transmission car's shifter


When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief
I use a designer handkerchief to wipe my mouth when dining


Keep lil' mama on her knees and her ankle lift
I maintain power over my romantic partners and demand submission


I can get 'em knocked off without a finger lift
I have the resources and connections to have people harmed or killed without any effort on my part


Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
I engage in lavish activities and possessions associated with the wealthy


Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
We drink straight from the bottle


I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
I wear high-end designer clothing by Prada and look great


Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
I'm walking off a private jet with a beautiful woman


Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
I am surrounded by attractive women and indulging in them


Every nigga with me got style
Each person I associate with has good taste in clothing and looks stylish


I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I only wear watches worth over a hundred thousand dollars


I want all the money and the power
I desire vast wealth and influence




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Leland Tyler Wayne, Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Jeffery Lamar Williams

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@gustavocasteleiro4689

LYRICS:
"This world's all about money and pussy
And you need to figure that out
Once you figure that out
You'll be better off in life"

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power

She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me
I did a sixty-nine with her friend, I'm prayin' to God she don't tell on me
Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga get head in the Cullinan
Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly
But I'll sting you like a bumblebee
Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back
Off-White jeans look like cooked crack
I call the Porsche stomach 'cause the shit snap
Gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat
You might take your women to the Louis store
My bitches be askin', "Where's Chanel at?"
I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's Chrome Hearts
All this water on me, where the whales at?
Stars in the ceilin', I'm where God at
This supercharger whine like the car mad
Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg
I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power

Yeah, I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)
No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)
Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
In the town where the pipes hangin' loud out the back (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Five hundred racks what this cost to be exact
And it takes one mil', five hundred thousand racks (yeah)
I ain't even take the Rolls-Royce truck back (yeah)
Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase stretched
You can open up the door, but you ain't gotta close it back (woo)
Everything electric, baby, everything a blessin' (it's a blessin')
Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch (yeah)
Niggas riding 'round in Chargers tryna split shit (slatt)
I been ridin' with a cutter, call it stick shift (brr)
When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief (yeah)
Keep lil' mama on her knees and her ankle lift (facts)
I can get 'em knocked off without a finger lift

Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power



All comments from YouTube:

@FiendfadaGreen

If this aint on gta6 radio...im tryna drive while this song playing

@mariolajay

Said that to myself the other night! 😂😂 Pray on it tho. 😭😭

@jesse_n

The "we ain't got no car" squad

@heyman910

“Rich N Shi i do alo-“ car gets exploded

@muwahidnaseeha

U talkin about driving while listening to this when u suppose to be in the kitchen...u worried about the wrong whippin

@tenchimoua9201

@@muwahidnaseeha Chill out James Harden 😂😂 but she acting like she gonna do something about it if they don’t put the song in gta

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@djcook

this beat is so good wtf

@Nonos2324

Bro all the beats on this album so far are so 🔥 metro doing his thing

@0nly1jacob41

this album a classic already

@dabanana4547

What’s up dj

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