Lyrics Rich The Kid

Rich The Kid

Routine Rouge

Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine

No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds

We smoke and foggin' around

Phone calls go straight to the pound

We talkin' pound after wooo

We talkin' pound after the pound

Turn my suite into the club

You gon' have to wait up for me

Sextape selfies, don't be selfish

You gon' have to play that for me

Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel it?

You gon' have to wait up for me

Girl don't you know PARTY?

You gon' have to play that for me

Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine

No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds

We smoke and foggin' around

Phone calls go straight to the pound

We talkin' pound after...

We talkin' pound after the pound

Pound after the pound

Pound after the pound

Shawty know I'm trappin' pounds, nigga, blow it down

Bust it open, I got paper, what you playin' for?

And that pussy, I'm a pound it

She already know, rich nigga got so many racks, can't count it

Trap pounds, trap pounds, I serve all around

When I come to your town I'm a lay it down

Got a bitch on a bitch, and I want to know about

She spit on the dick

She gon' turn to a freak

Pop a perc, can you feel it?

Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine

No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds

We smoke and foggin' around

Phone calls go straight to the pound

We talkin' pound after...

We talkin' pound after the pound

Pound after the pound

Pound after the pound

Pound after pound, I take a fade in it

She told me, "Don't stop, " so I stay in it

"Ain't no nigga been this deep, " that's what she told me

When we're done all you wanna do is hold me

I ain't finished, from the kitchen to the bed

You gon' have to keep up with me

I don't mind if you stay

But you're gon' have to wait up for me

Do you feel it, baby? Can you feel it?

Shot after shot got us faded

Girl you look amazing when you're naked

Stop playin' with it, come give it to me

Five in the A.M., pourin' these shots of wine

No parents allowed, turn off the stars and the clouds

We smoke and foggin' around

Phone calls go straight to the pound

We talkin' pound after...

We talkin' pound after the pound

Pound after the pound

Pound after the pound