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Rich Off A Name

3:03Album Coke Wave 3.5: Narcos 2026-01-09

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Description

Coke Wave 3.5: Narcos

Producer: Red Mcfly

Lead Vocals: French Montana

Lead Vocals: Max B

Recording Engineer: Devin “DARRiS” Harris

Mixing Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights

Mastering Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights

Atmos Mixing Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights

Mixing Engineer: Jelani “Jay B Frosty” Bodden

Composer: Karim Kharbouch

Composer: Charles Wingate

Lyrics and translation

Original

Yeah.

You know we back here, baby.

Young Mobb figured.

Boss down, bigger bad.

Narcos.

You know we making another wave again, baby.

Oh, yeah.

Let it.

This shit we speak take up all a nigga time.

We guest stay steez in that level sixty-nine.

It's a shame how you niggas wanna get rich off the name. Name. Cocaine baby.

You can tell if a nigga really rich just from his chain.

Ha.

Let them fuck up, then I'm free to dunk. Open gates, hopped in the foreign.

Diamond twerk all in the arm. Back to back, Kobe, LeBron. Only one missing is Chain.

We the greatest, fuck you think. Woke up and them hoes'll faint.

Stash box in the water tank. Double back and full circle. Trust them twice, they gon' hurt you.

Bronx boys rob and shoot. Tell they mama pick a suit.

Stand up on that business 'cause feelings ain't making no cash.

You know the car gold but look silver when it go fast. Stuntin' like I hid a dope stash for that cold cash.

Shooting like I was the old Nash and the hibernation days over. My chain ice but the game colder.

Told them from the start, now we right back for the closure.

You know this shit is real, baby.

Now we had to do this shit all over again.

I ain't gon' lie, this shit feel like the old days.

Shit, we caught them slipping in the Cross that night.

See, I was looking like a boss that night.

I had the right amount of slaws that night.

Three to four, I went raw that night.

Narco, we did the tour that night.

Me and my niggas had a ball that night.

The Wraith and Maybach, all that's nice.

Came home and made you pay back all at night. Meet the plug and make the pickup all at night.

Started young doing stick ups all at night. Like, bitch, you should pick up and call at night.

How you pick up with all that ice?

The right amount of fetty, you'll fall at night. Clean house on you niggas doing chores, that's right.

They just do a lot of barking, but the dogs don't bite.

If I see you niggas lacking, then it's pause on sight. This shit we speak take up all a nigga time.

We guest stay steez in that level sixty-nine.

It's a shame how you niggas wanna get rich off the name. Name. Cocaine baby.

You can tell if a nigga really rich just from his chain. Boss down.

English translation

Yeah.

You know we back here, baby.

Young Mobb figured.

Boss down, bigger bad.

Narcos.

You know we making another wave again, baby.

Oh, yeah.

Let it.

This shit we speak take up all a nigga time.

We guest stay steez in that level sixty-nine.

It's a shame how you niggas wanna get rich off the name. Name. Cocaine baby.

You can tell if a nigga really rich just from his chain.

Ha.

Let them fuck up, then I'm free to dunk. Open gates, hopped in the foreign.

Diamond twerk all in the arm. Back to back, Kobe, LeBron. Only one missing is Chain.

We the greatest, fuck you think. Woke up and them hoes'll faint.

Stash box in the water tank. Double back and full circle. Trust them twice, they gon' hurt you.

Bronx boys rob and shoot. Tell they mama pick a suit.

Stand up on that business 'cause feelings ain't making no cash.

You know the car gold but look silver when it go fast. Stuntin' like I hid a dope stash for that cold cash.

Shooting like I was the old Nash and the hibernation days over. My chain ice but the game colder.

Told them from the start, now we right back for the closure.

You know this shit is real, baby.

Now we had to do this shit all over again.

I ain't gon' lie, this shit feel like the old days.

Shit, we caught them slipping in the Cross that night.

See, I was looking like a boss that night.

I had the right amount of slaws that night.

Three to four, I went raw that night.

Narco, we did the tour that night.

Me and my niggas had a ball that night.

The Wraith and Maybach, all that's nice.

Came home and made you pay back all at night. Meet the plug and make the pickup all at night.

Started young doing stick ups all at night. Like, bitch, you should pick up and call at night.

How you pick up with all that ice?

The right amount of fetty, you'll fall at night. Clean house on you niggas doing chores, that's right.

They just do a lot of barking, but the dogs don't bite.

If I see you niggas lacking, then it's pause on sight. This shit we speak take up all a nigga time.

We guest stay steez in that level sixty-nine.

It's a shame how you niggas wanna get rich off the name. Name. Cocaine baby.

You can tell if a nigga really rich just from his chain. Boss down.

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