Rich The Kid – Laughin’ Lyrics Ft. DaBaby
Laughin’ Lyrics By Rich The Kid Feat. DaBaby
Huh
A bad b!tch (B!tch, Let’s go)
Bought her a Patek, that’s a gla$$ wrist (What?)
Shoot your shot and miss her (Miss)
Pullin’ off that drop-top (Skrrt), sittin’ back gettin’ my d**k sucked
She nasty, my lil’ b!tch charging lame niqqas for pu$$y
If you askin’ (Ha), my lil’ niqqas throwin’ C’s up like [?] gettin’ it crackin’
Ni**as be wolfin’ and they freeze up, and get shipped when you give ’em action
I really be kicked back with my feet up just lookin’ at the ni**as laughin’
Diamonds on me, dancin’, they dancin’ like a TikTok
Gotta meet ’em at the hotel, you can’t come to his house
I’ma hit you with my shoes on in case you gotta get kicked out
I can’t be mingling with no b*tch-a$$ niqqas, I’d rather take my b*tch out
Drop a hit and steal a whip out here, and show you what this stick ’bout
My religion say no s£x before the marriage, I don’t get how
She supposed to get this ring before she get to see what this d**k ’bout
A bad b*tch (B!tch, Let’s go)
Bought her a Patek, that’s a gla$$ wrist (What?)
Shoot your shot and miss her (Miss)
[Chorus: DaBaby] I got all the fine hoes (Go!), they like all my pictures
Pullin’ off that drop-top, sittin’ back gettin’ my d!*k sucked
She nasty, my lil’ b!tch charging lame niqqas for pu$$y
If you askin’ (Ha), my lil’ niqqas throwin’ C’s up like [?] gettin’ it crackin’
Niqqas be wolfin’ and they freeze up, and get shipped when you give ’em action
I really be kicked back with my feet up just lookin’ at the ni**as laughin’
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid] Don’t f**k with no snitches (Snitches)
She a bougie b!tch, she’ll never do no dishes (No dishes, niqqa)
And the head good, so good, I think I miss it (I miss it)
Got a G-Wag but she might go get a Bentley (Skrrt)
She [?] by the penny (Penny)
Got too many b!tches, we kickin’ them out (Out)
There’s never a drought (Drought)
It’s crazy what ni**as will do for the clout (Clout), what’s that sh!t about? (What?)
Shoot your shot and miss (Miss), Eliante wrist (Ice)
He was early morning trappin’ for a Birkin, that’s a brick (Brick)
Hit the label, five milli’ for an album, that’s a l**k (A l**k)
On his head, I dropped a knick’ (A knick’)
They gon’ get him gone quick (Gone)
Y’all got me laughin’ (Ha), might post a milli’ but I don’t need a caption (Woo)
The money my fashion (Fashion), buy a real estate ’cause I need some more mansions (Rich)
[Pre-Chorus: Rich The Kid & DaBaby] She’s so bougie, she average (—rage)
A bad b!tch (B!tch, Let’s go)
Bought her a Patek, that’s a gla$$ wrist (What?)
Shoot your shot and miss her (Miss)
[Chorus: DaBaby] I got all the fine hoes (Go!), they like all my pictures
Pullin’ off that drop-top, sittin’ back gettin’ my d**k sucked
She nasty, my lil’ b!tch charging lame niqqas for pu$$y
If you askin’ (Ha), my lil’ niqqas throwin’ C’s up like [?] gettin’ it crackin’
Niqqas be wolfin’ and they freeze up, and get shipped when you give ’em action
I really be kicked back with my feet up just lookin’ at the niqqas laughin’
[Outro: DaBaby] B!tch