Handsome and Wealthy
Migos Lyrics

I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy

Is it 'cause I'm a star
It maybe could be my star status
I got my chain and ring
My Rolex watch it got fifity carat
It could be QC or even maybe it's me
It could be that four hour flight, shopping in Beverly
What's on your mind?
I'm not Ginuwine
Ain't tryna spend no time
I know my bitch she so fine
But I don't know what's on her mind
Gotta pay that cost to be a boss
I put on my Louboutins playing golf
Young nigga walking with Nina Ross
I'm dropping the bombs like Viet Cong

I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Is it 'cause a nigga cook like a professor
I don't know how you feel can you tell me
I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me
Is it 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy

They say I'm picky 'cause all my bitches exquisite
I'm in some vintage Givenchy smokin' a Philly
The dope that I sell is the purest
The junkies they hit it, they scratchin' and itchin'
The flow that we killin', the flow that we spittin'
My nigga you know we invented it
Dripping in St. Louis, I'm a lunatic
I'm a Migo but my bitch an immigrant
I got the boot but no Timberland
I am the plug, you the middle man
I never leave my niggas starvin'
You niggas mistake me for Marvin
I got fifteen bricks I'm finna drop
In there right next to that carbon

I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Is it 'cause a nigga cook like a professor
I don't know how you feel can you tell me
I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me
Is it 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy

Is it my looks or is it my wealth?
Or is it the way that I carry myself?
Let me know I need some help
Don't keep that secret to yourself

Bitches be saying I'm acting funny 'cause a young nigga got a lotta money
She lookin' at me like she want somethin'
Can't give her nothin' but a couple hundreds
She sucked up on a nigga, tryna give a nigga kisses baby girl you trippin'

I, I, I don't know how you feel can you tell me
I know why you came
In this club tonight
Looking for a nigga that's gon' change your life

I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Is it 'cause a nigga cook like a professor
I don't know how you feel can you tell me

I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me
Is it 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy

The lyrics of Migos's "Handsome and Wealthy" are all about the singer's confusion regarding his current circumstances. He doesn't know why he came to the club with the girl he's with, nor does he know why he's sporting such expensive jewelry. Despite being surrounded by desirable women, he's unsure why he's even there, and wonders if it's because he's "handsome and wealthy." He asks the girl with him for clarification, professing ignorance about her feelings and motivations. He then speculates whether it's his fame, status, or accessories that are the root of his current situation, ultimately asking the ultimate question - is it his looks or wealth that's attracting her attention?

The song portrays the confusion that many members of the wealthy and famous experience. Despite having every material possession they can want, they often find themselves missing something crucial. They are unable to discern whether people are interested in them for their looks, status, or wealth, and may even feel used or manipulated. The song's protagonist yearns for honesty and clarity, seeking to ensure that he's not being exploited.

I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl
I don't know why I decided to go to the club with you tonight

Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
I'm not sure why I'm wearing this expensive jewelry

Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
I'm constantly being approached by attractive women

Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Perhaps it's because I'm both good-looking and rich

Is it 'cause a nigga cook like a professor
Could it be because I'm skilled in the kitchen like a chef?

I don't know how you feel can you tell me
I'm not sure what's going on with you, can you fill me in?

I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me
I can only understand how you feel if you express it to me

Is it 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Maybe it's because I'm both good-looking and rich

Is it 'cause I'm a star
Perhaps it's because I'm famous

It maybe could be my star status
My fame could be what's attracting attention

I got my chain and ring
I'm wearing my expensive jewelry

My Rolex watch it got fifty carat
I have a high-priced watch with a large diamond carat weight

It could be QC or even maybe it's me
Maybe it's because of my record label or just me as an individual

It could be that four hour flight, shopping in Beverly
Possibly it's because of my recent trip shopping in a wealthy area

What's on your mind?
What are you thinking about?

I'm not Ginuwine
I'm not the R&B artist Ginuwine

Ain't tryna spend no time
I don't want to waste any time

I know my bitch she so fine
I'm aware that my girlfriend is stunningly beautiful

But I don't know what's on her mind
I'm uncertain what my girlfriend is thinking

Gotta pay that cost to be a boss
Being a leader comes at a price

I put on my Louboutins playing golf
I wear expensive shoes even while playing a casual sport like golf

Young nigga walking with Nina Ross
A young man carrying a firearm named Nina Ross

I'm dropping the bombs like Viet Cong
I'm making a big impact with my actions

They say I'm picky 'cause all my bitches exquisite
People think I'm selective because all my girlfriends are beautiful

I'm in some vintage Givenchy smokin' a Philly
I'm smoking a cigar while wearing a vintage Givenchy item

The dope that I sell is the purest
The drugs I sell are of the highest quality

The junkies they hit it, they scratchin' and itchin'
The drug addicts who use my drugs are experiencing unpleasant side effects

The flow that we killin', the flow that we spittin'
Our rap style is both captivating and impressive

My nigga you know we invented it
We're the originators of this style

Dripping in St. Louis, I'm a lunatic
I'm wearing expensive clothes and acting crazy in St. Louis

I'm a Migo but my bitch an immigrant
I'm part of rap group Migos, but my girlfriend is from another country

I got the boot but no Timberland
I don't have Timberland boots, despite owning other high-end items

I am the plug, you the middle man
I'm the person in charge and you're just a mediator

I never leave my niggas starvin'
I look out for my friends and make sure they're taken care of

You niggas mistake me for Marvin
People sometimes confuse me for Marvin, but I'm not him

I got fifteen bricks I'm finna drop
I have a large shipment of drugs that I'm about to release

In there right next to that carbon
The drugs are stored next to a high-end car

Is it my looks or is it my wealth?
Could it be my appearance or my financial status?

Or is it the way that I carry myself?
Maybe it's my confident attitude

Let me know I need some help
Please let me know, I'm unsure

Don't keep that secret to yourself
Please share the information with me

Bitches be saying I'm acting funny 'cause a young nigga got a lotta money
Women think I'm behaving strangely because I have a lot of money

She lookin' at me like she want somethin'
She's giving me a certain look implying she desires something

Can't give her nothin' but a couple hundreds
The only thing I can offer her is some cash

She sucked up on a nigga, tryna give a nigga kisses baby girl you trippin'
She's giving me unwanted attention, and I'm not interested

I know why you came
I understand the reason you're here

Looking for a nigga that's gon' change your life
You're seeking someone who will drastically alter your existence

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DARRYL MCCORKELL, IRVIN WHITLOW, KIARI K CEPHUS, KIRSNICK K BALL, QUAVIOUS MARSHALL

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