Cult Rich Lyrics Meanings
by Keli Kel

Slatt
(Call the Molly man, tell him bring a ounce, lil bitch come lick)
(Come fuck with the clique)
Yeah, skrr, woooo (SACHY)
Rollin' off this motherfucking X
Put you on Xans, you got anxiety in ya chest?
I got some freaks outside, call the Molly man
Tell him bring a ounce, lil bitch come lick
Whole lotta cult shit going around here
No way my, aye
Rollin' off this motherfucking X (X)
Put you on Xans, you got anxiety in ya chest? (Yeah, yeah)
I got some freaks outside, call the Molly man, tell him bring a ounce
Lil bitch come lick
Whole lotta cult shit going around here
No way my demons ever 'gon disappear
Talk to em, let em know
Lil nigga they'll spill everything you really wanna hear
Feel it in the flesh, my shit just burning (Hot)
All this cash on us cause we earning
Fuck you talking bout?
We the Federal Reserve
Put molly on ya tongue, your 3rd eye work
Locked in a mansion (Uh, uh)
All this scammin' that coming in handy
Her ass wide open bent over on a mattress
At the Penthouse tossin' that bitch salad (Bitches say what, what?)
Fuckin' shit up
Don't give a damn, got mud in this cup (Yeah)
Put money in my hand, these pockets got lumps
Tell em they secrets 'gon be safe with us
Uh-uh, ain't no more rain
Fill they whole life with 'fuckin flames
Y'all bitches be 'lackin, get tossed to the grave (Tossing, tossed in the grave)
Seal peelin' on that Hi-Tech
My whole gang pop out for the ritual (Oh yeah)
Few Gen 5's, bitch we boutta get rid of you (Gang)
All my members can show what them switches do
Lo mein, chopsticks just fucked up your brain
This bitch got blood on my money
We done chopped his ass up, bury him with the change (SACHY, chop!)
Let's go, let's go, c'mon, stay geeked, I can't feel my bones (Yeah, yeah)
If you rockin' with me, you should already know
Lil bitch I ain't got no soul
Demons and Angels 'gon take control (Huh?)
They be makin' shit happen
Look at all money that motherfucker stacking
Private members only, the rich makin' it happen
Rollin' off this motherfucking X (X)
Put you on Xans, you got anxiety in ya chest? (Yeah, yeah)
I got some freaks outside, call the Molly man, tell him bring a ounce
Lil bitch come lick
Whole lotta cult shit going around here
No way my demons ever 'gon disappear
Talk to em, let em know
Lil nigga they'll spill everything you really wanna hear, yeah
What?
Huh?

Slatt
(Call the Molly man, tell him bring a ounce, lil bitch come lick)
(Come fuck with the clique)
Yeah, skrr, woooo (SACHY)
Rollin' off this motherfucking X
Put you on Xans, you got anxiety in ya chest?
I got some freaks outside, call the Molly man
Tell him bring a ounce, lil bitch come lick
Whole lotta cult shit going around here
No way my, aye
Rollin' off this motherfucking X (X)
Put you on Xans, you got anxiety in ya chest? (Yeah, yeah)
I got some freaks outside, call the Molly man, tell him bring a ounce
Lil bitch come lick
Whole lotta cult shit going around here
No way my demons ever 'gon disappear
Talk to em, let em know
Lil nigga they'll spill everything you really wanna hear
Feel it in the flesh, my shit just burning (Hot)
All this cash on us cause we earning
Fuck you talking bout?
We the Federal Reserve
Put molly on ya tongue, your 3rd eye work
Locked in a mansion (Uh, uh)
All this scammin' that coming in handy
Her ass wide open bent over on a mattress
At the Penthouse tossin' that bitch salad (Bitches say what, what?)
Fuckin' shit up
Don't give a damn, got mud in this cup (Yeah)
Put money in my hand, these pockets got lumps
Tell em they secrets 'gon be safe with us
Uh-uh, ain't no more rain
Fill they whole life with 'fuckin flames
Y'all bitches be 'lackin, get tossed to the grave (Tossing, tossed in the grave)
Seal peelin' on that Hi-Tech
My whole gang pop out for the ritual (Oh yeah)
Few Gen 5's, bitch we boutta get rid of you (Gang)
All my members can show what them switches do
Lo mein, chopsticks just fucked up your brain
This bitch got blood on my money
We done chopped his ass up, bury him with the change (SACHY, chop!)
Let's go, let's go, c'mon, stay geeked, I can't feel my bones (Yeah, yeah)
If you rockin' with me, you should already know
Lil bitch I ain't got no soul
Demons and Angels 'gon take control (Huh?)
They be makin' shit happen
Look at all money that motherfucker stacking
Private members only, the rich makin' it happen
Rollin' off this motherfucking X (X)
Put you on Xans, you got anxiety in ya chest? (Yeah, yeah)
I got some freaks outside, call the Molly man, tell him bring a ounce
Lil bitch come lick
Whole lotta cult shit going around here
No way my demons ever 'gon disappear
Talk to em, let em know
Lil nigga they'll spill everything you really wanna hear, yeah
What?
Huh?