This is a song about "I m rich bitch"

I"m the designated driver

We about to set this bitch on fire

I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

I get confused when i'm not rich

I wonder why, i sit and cry

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Switch bitch fit, rich kids with pitched

If you feel it, it must be real just

I don't fear death

That bitch fresh at rich flesh