[Verse 1 Bren Joy] (Ay, just a little rich, yeah) Uh, I hope I don’t get so rich I forget my friends But maybe just a little bit So I could by an electric Benz I hope I don’t think love is cheap If I ever cop a mansion, and start fucking on Egyptian cotton sheets (Oof, damn) I just wanna be a lil rich, uh I just wanna be a lil rich Just a little [Verse 2 Bren Joy] I hope I don’t blow up so big I lose myself But maybe just enough to put some Grammys on the shelf And if I hit the loft, but then I forgot to call my mom’s I’d have to burn all my guap I just wanna be a lil rich Just a lil bit (Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh) I just wanna be a lil rich cause the truth is I’d be liar, I’d be liar If I said I didn’t like [?] shoes (Gucci!) But I’d be a liar, oh, I’d be a liar If I said a neck full of chains wouldn’t feel just like a noose Sometimes Cuban links can't fix the blues Then I’d get a diamond in my tooth It’d look pretty cool to me I guess I’m gonna have to see [Verse 3 Mae Muller] I just wanna be lil rich But this shit is proving more than difficult, yeah How long will it take to allow me luxury? Trade these B cups in for some big double D’s I wanna push it, a white one But I don’t even have my license Wine and dine, I wanna take what’s mine But its ‘Take the Time’ and I’m tired Can't do it on my own, not now, forever How ‘bout we get a lil rich together? [Ending Mae Muller & Bren Joy] I just wanna be lil rich (I just wanna be a lil rich, oh, just) I just wanna be a lil rich I just wanna be, I just wanna be I just wanna be a lil rich, just a lil bit Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh I just wanna be a lil rich