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Woke Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Rich the Kid
Featuring: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Length: 2:44
Written by: Dimitri Roger, Kentrell Gaulden




Rich the Kid - Woke Up Lyrics
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(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

Woke up, bought a Patek (Patek), I'm an ice fanatic (ice)
We ain't goin' broke, bitch, we got hundreds in the attic (what?)
When I signed the deal, I copped the Maybach then I matte it (I did)
F*ck them niggas, we gon' catch 'em out in traffic (f*ck 'em)

I'm in the smoke zone
F*ck with me, that's how you die wrong (let's go)
Them checks gon' come long, callin' in straight from the dial tone (brr)
The money done ran up, all the real niggas gon' stand up (Rich)
I ran them racks up, check how a nigga done came up

I bet a hundred, he couldn't put up fifty
I'm drivin' real fast with a pint on the seat (pint on the seat)
I sent them youngins to tear up the city
'Cause niggas was claimin' they want it with me (want it with who?)
I put a bundle of hunnids on top of his head
They aim one, and take it for me
If I point it, they dumpin', they sprayin' for me
When it's war ain't no runnin', we lay in the street
But f*ck it, let's talk how a nigga be stuntin'
These niggas keep tryin' for the do it like me
They'll go on the net and they be talkin' reckless
But really these niggas be scared of me (whoa)
F*ck all that talkin', your head for keeps
How these diamonds be shinin', you ain't gotta see
When you see me, I'm thuggin', it's bloody with me
Blow that strap back to back, I'ma tap the street (you dig?)

Woke up, bought a Patek (Patek), I'm an ice fanatic (ice)
We ain't goin' broke, bitch, we got hundreds in the attic (what?)
When I signed the deal, I copped the Maybach then I matte it (I did)
F*ck them niggas, we gon' catch 'em out in traffic (f*ck 'em)

I'm in the smoke zone
F*ck with me, that's how you die wrong (let's go)
Them checks gon' come long, callin' in straight from the dial tone (checks)
That money done ran up, all the real niggas gon' stand up (up, up)
I ran them racks up, check how a nigga done came up (Rich)

I bought a pattie cake
On my left wrist, you could f*ckin' skate
Pop a Perky then I elevate
The way she suckin', I might crash the Wraith (skrrt)
Run to the money, I'm racin'
YB in the cut like Jason
Burn a nigga like bacon
Them niggas ain't slime, they fakin'
It's an opp, we gon' shoot up the spot
Rich Forever, I'm a boy with a knot
You a freak, you gon' suck it or not?
Want the money 'cause I love it a lot
New foreign, bitch, it's straight out the lot
Old hundreds, tryna get 'em to rot
Asked your bitch, if she can come to the spot
When I get the money, it comes straight up the top (you dig?)

Woke up, bought a Patek (Patek), I'm an ice fanatic (ice)
We ain't goin' broke, bitch, we got hundreds in the attic (what?)
When I signed the deal, I copped the Maybach then I matte it (I did)
F*ck them niggas, we gon' catch 'em out in traffic (f*ck 'em)

I'm in the smoke zone
F*ck with me, that's how you die wrong (that's how you die wrong)
Them checks gon' come long, callin' in straight from the dial tone (checks)
The money done ran up, all the real niggas gon' stand up (up, up)
I ran them racks up, check how a nigga done came up (Rich)
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(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

Woke up, bought a Patek (Patek), I'm an ice fanatic (ice)
We ain't goin' broke, bitch, we got hundreds in the attic (what?)
When I signed the deal, I copped the Maybach then I matte it (I did)
F*ck them niggas, we gon' catch 'em out in traffic (f*ck 'em)

I'm in the smoke zone
F*ck with me, that's how you die wrong (let's go)
Them checks gon' come long, callin' in straight from the dial tone (brr)
The money done ran up, all the real niggas gon' stand up (Rich)
I ran them racks up, check how a nigga done came up

I bet a hundred, he couldn't put up fifty
I'm drivin' real fast with a pint on the seat (pint on the seat)
I sent them youngins to tear up the city
'Cause niggas was claimin' they want it with me (want it with who?)
I put a bundle of hunnids on top of his head
They aim one, and take it for me
If I point it, they dumpin', they sprayin' for me
When it's war ain't no runnin', we lay in the street
But f*ck it, let's talk how a nigga be stuntin'
These niggas keep tryin' for the do it like me
They'll go on the net and they be talkin' reckless
But really these niggas be scared of me (whoa)
F*ck all that talkin', your head for keeps
How these diamonds be shinin', you ain't gotta see
When you see me, I'm thuggin', it's bloody with me
Blow that strap back to back, I'ma tap the street (you dig?)

Woke up, bought a Patek (Patek), I'm an ice fanatic (ice)
We ain't goin' broke, bitch, we got hundreds in the attic (what?)
When I signed the deal, I copped the Maybach then I matte it (I did)
F*ck them niggas, we gon' catch 'em out in traffic (f*ck 'em)

I'm in the smoke zone
F*ck with me, that's how you die wrong (let's go)
Them checks gon' come long, callin' in straight from the dial tone (checks)
That money done ran up, all the real niggas gon' stand up (up, up)
I ran them racks up, check how a nigga done came up (Rich)

I bought a pattie cake
On my left wrist, you could f*ckin' skate
Pop a Perky then I elevate
The way she suckin', I might crash the Wraith (skrrt)
Run to the money, I'm racin'
YB in the cut like Jason
Burn a nigga like bacon
Them niggas ain't slime, they fakin'
It's an opp, we gon' shoot up the spot
Rich Forever, I'm a boy with a knot
You a freak, you gon' suck it or not?
Want the money 'cause I love it a lot
New foreign, bitch, it's straight out the lot
Old hundreds, tryna get 'em to rot
Asked your bitch, if she can come to the spot
When I get the money, it comes straight up the top (you dig?)

Woke up, bought a Patek (Patek), I'm an ice fanatic (ice)
We ain't goin' broke, bitch, we got hundreds in the attic (what?)
When I signed the deal, I copped the Maybach then I matte it (I did)
F*ck them niggas, we gon' catch 'em out in traffic (f*ck 'em)

I'm in the smoke zone
F*ck with me, that's how you die wrong (that's how you die wrong)
Them checks gon' come long, callin' in straight from the dial tone (checks)
The money done ran up, all the real niggas gon' stand up (up, up)
I ran them racks up, check how a nigga done came up (Rich)
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Writer: Dimitri Roger, Kentrell Gaulden
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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