Lyrics
Uh Nah, I don't speak in French Oui, oui (On the road to riches, on the road to riches, young Rich) Facts
Every time I pull up with a ting (With a ting, with a ting) Fast cars, diamond rings (Diamond rings, diamond rings) Bada boom, bada bing (Bada bing, bada bing) My youngin make the chopper sing (Chopper sing, chopper sing) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers) Bada boom, bada bing (Bada bing, bada bing) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers)
Bada boom, bada bing (Uh) Cut a room, got a ting (Facts) House so big that the rooms got a wing (Where you at?) You can see the stars and the moons in my ring (Bling, bling) Always show love to the goons in the bing (East side) I'm just a cold-blooded fella from the H (Grr) Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a bunch of weight (Chill) Now the cars got stars like they come from outer space (Ooh) And the rocks in my watch lookin' Like they jumpin' out the face (Stupid) All this water on my body got me drippin' wet (Chilly) Fly clothes that I be rockin' got me drippin' fresh (Ooh) You know I fuck and then I duck 'em, have them bitches stressed And I just laugh and leave 'em on read when I get the text
Every time I pull up with a ting (With a ting, with a ting) Fast cars, diamond rings (Diamond rings, diamond rings) Bada boom, bada bing (Bada bing, bada bing) My youngin make the chopper sing (Chopper sing, chopper sing) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers) Bada boom, bada bing (Bada bing, bada bing) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers)
Chopper singin' like a group Droppin' hits, yeah, bazooka The four-door, I'ma coupe it From the floor up, I maneuver Look him up, it's all a cap Made millions off of trap Start a bundle, that's a pack Put the South Bronx on my back (Ayy) From the ground up to the skyscrapers Front and we gon' violate you Judge like, "You high, ain't you?" Coupe, yeah, wide, spacious Black truck, new body Jet with two pilots Diamond rings, more dollars New ting, no mileage Stars, want the stars in the Wraith Got a table like a bar, buy the bar with the eight I'ma ball like Jamal, yeah, Crawford with the cake Chopper singin' with the bass Joint movin' like she laced, ha
Every time I pull up with a ting (With a ting, with a ting) Fast cars, diamond rings (Diamond rings, diamond rings) Bada boom, bada bing (Bada bing, bada bing) My youngin make the chopper sing (Chopper sing, chopper sing) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers) Bada boom, bada bing (Bada bing, bada bing) My youngin make the drummers (Drummers, drummers)
My youngin make the drummers My youngin make the drummers