This is a song about "Rich kid"

I live in england where them bitches rich,

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

Aint trying to front its the smoke that's mad me rich

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

You ain’t been around shit but your momma and your bitch

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

Make something out of nothing. nigga, i macgyver that bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch

Capers vanish paper railroads, that's how much i'm asset rich