ALREADY RICH
yeat Lyrics

I got the Benz and got beef, finna cook it (err)
I have both luxury and ongoing feuds, and I am about to take action and resolve them.

Big flawless diamonds, bitch, they sit on my wrist (ooh)
I possess large, perfect diamonds that add to my prestige and captivate attention.

They said they wan' sign a lil' kid for some cheese (noble, this is crazy)
Others express interest in signing me, a young talent, in exchange for financial gain.

I told 'em it's 'Fuck 'em, I'm already rich' (rich)
I confidently reject their proposition, declaring that I am already wealthy and do not need their offers.

This bitch, she just ask me if I got a Tonka for really
A woman recently asked me if I truly own a luxury vehicle for real.

I told her, 'I got an X6' (woo, woo)
I informed her that I possess an X6, emphasizing my ownership of a high-end car.

And I just be callin' up Eliantte for new diamonds
I frequently contact Eliantte, a renowned jeweler, to acquire fresh and dazzling diamonds.

I told 'em to turn on the sink (shine)
I instructed them to enhance the brilliance of the diamonds by turning on the faucet and letting water flow over them.

I told 'em, 'Go turn it up'
I encouraged others to increase the volume or intensity, possibly in relation to music or party atmosphere.

I got these flawless diamonds on me, bizzy, I'm already up (up)
I am currently wearing these exquisite diamonds, and I am already enjoying a high level of success and prosperity.

And I got this bitch who gon' pull up on me every Tuesday
I have a woman who consistently visits me every Tuesday.

She know that she suckin' it up (up)
She is aware that she provides pleasurable oral stimulation.

Told 'em, 'I can't even decide', told 'em, 'It's up' (I can't decide)
I informed others that I am unable to make a decision and stated that the situation is uncertain or variable.

Fuckin' this bitch from the side, tore that ass up (yeah, pull up, pull up)
Engaging in sexual activity with a woman from a particular position, leading to intense pleasure for both parties involved.

I got a bag on me, bitch, I invented that, I do this shit for tomorrow like yesterday (ack)
I possess a significant amount of money, and I take credit for creating wealth. I consistently work towards future success, just as I did in the past.

How the fuck do they know what I got? So sus (ah, yeah, yeah)
I express confusion and skepticism towards how others have knowledge about my possessions, finding it suspicious.

I was like goin' a hundred and five 'fore I hit that lil' exit (woo, woo)
I was driving at a high speed of 105 miles per hour before reaching a small exit or detour.

Bringin' the whip out the back wit' the tinted windows, bitch, I feel like the president (president)
Emerging from the rear of a vehicle with tinted windows, I experience a sense of importance and power similar to that of the president.

Yeah, bring that bitch out like some brand new Margiela, we on a new level, yeah (we on a new level)
I proudly showcase a woman, likening her to a fresh pair of designer Margiela shoes, symbolizing our elevated status and confidence.

I spend a bag on my bitch and she really gonna pull up and bike pedal (let's go)
I invest a significant amount of money on my partner, and in return, she willingly fulfills her role or responsibilities.

Heard yo' diamonds don't really be shinin', look weird (brr)
I have heard that your diamonds lack the brilliance expected, giving them an unusual appearance.

All that shit you got is well expired (boy, you ain't been at the mall)
All the possessions you claim to have are outdated and no longer considered desirable or fashionable.

I don't need you to see what I see (I don't need you)
I do not require your understanding or validation to perceive the things I do.

Yeah, all my chains go crazy, yeah, this bitch got icy (icy)
All of my luxurious necklaces are highly impressive and eye-catching, just like the woman beside me who exudes a sense of coolness and allure.

Yeah, I just took a Perc', took a Oxy (yeah, Oxy)
Yes, I recently consumed a Percocet and an OxyContin pill for recreational purposes.

Whoa, I just left the earth (brr), still not as high as Yeat (ooh)
I experienced an intense sensation, taking me to another level of consciousness, yet it does not surpass the unique and elevated state associated with Yeat.

Hold on, hold on, think I heard you twirp (hold on, hold on)
Wait a moment, I believe I heard you making nonsensical or foolish comments.

You spittin' bird's beak (brr, brr, ooh, ooh)
Your flow or rhymes are weak and unimpressive, resembling the beak of a small bird.

(Hold on, yeah, hold on, yeah, hold on, yeah, yuh)
(Wait a moment, yes, wait a moment, yes, wait a moment, yes, yup)