Can't Afford It Lyrics - Rich The Kid

[Intro: Rich The Kid] 

You know what I'm saying, I know they doubted me 

Counted me out, you know what I'm saying 

Bossed up, real CEO though, read about it 

[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 

Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) 

They ain't wanna see me blow up (what) 

Huh, from the Mazi to the Bentley trucks (Bentley trucks) 

Off-White with the Gucci, I might switch it up (yeah, yeah) 

Came up off a sill, sign my deal in the same week (huh) 

Put my wrist on chill, AP real, that shit ain't cheap 

Amiri, my jeans fit a hundred thousand 

I'm the shit, like a toilet, why you flexing you can't afford it (huh) 

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[Verse 1: Rich The Kid] 

Huh, I know I'm winning but they doubted me (doubted me) 

Niggas thought that I was playing, I'm the prodigy (what) 

Diamonds cooler than a cooler, shout out to my jeweler (ice, ice) 

If I want that pussy sooner, put her in a Uber 

I had ran up a sack, fuck a contract 

Cookie pack, anthrax, catch a contact 

Rich forever I'm the CEO 

50,000 just in Barneys, I got plenty more 

Picking bitches out a magazine 

AP or the new Philippe (ice, ice) 

New Givenchy on my feet 

I got three million haters you can take a seat 

Photos 

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Pusha-T ] 

Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) 

They ain't wanna see me blow up (what) 

Huh, from the Mazi to the Bentley trucks (ooh) 

Off-White with the Gucci, I might switch it up (yeah, yeah) 

King Push 

Came up off a sill, sign my deal in the same week (huh) 

Baby, your self-esteem cannot be this low 

Put my wrist on chill, AP real, that shit ain't cheap 

Why is you fuckin' this man? 

Amiri, my jeans fit a hundred thousand 

You know he can't afford it 

I'm the shit, like a toilet, why you flexing you can't afford it 

[Verse 2: Pusha-T] 

He can't afford you, baby, just abort it (kill a baby) 

That 488 just got ordered 

Facetiming from the flight I just boarded (right) 

I'll have my travel agent get you sorted 

Nowadays you impressed by so little 

I look at your top 5, niggas is so middle 

The rhymes don't even riddle 

The diamonds in your Rollies don't skittle 

I see no rainbows 

All you lame-os 

I just changed clothes 

The peacoat is Marni, you thinking Armani 

This shit is from Jeffrey's, that shit is from Barney's (ooh) 

You should have Zoe Costello to applaud me 

Or impede 

[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 

Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) 

They ain't wanna see me blow up (what) 

Huh, from the Mazi to the Bentley trucks (Bentley trucks) 

Off-White with the Gucci, I might switch it up (yeah, yeah) 

Came up off a sill, sign my deal in the same week (huh) 

Put my wrist on chill, AP real, that shit ain't cheap 

Amiri, my jeans fit a hundred thousand 

I'm the shit, like a toilet, why you flexing you can't afford it