[Intro: Birdman & Young Thug]
Yeahhh...
Yeah, you under-digg, nigga?
Top floor type shit
Yeahhh...
Chandeliers with marble floors, boy
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
My baby mama just put me on child support
Fuck a warrant, I ain't going to court
Don't care what them white folks say, I just wanna see my lil boy
Go to school, be a man, and sign up for college boy
Don't be a fool, be a man, what you think that knowledge for?
She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't fuck 'round with no followers
Follow up on everything I do, ask my girl
Call the cops, I don't give a fuck, I travel all 'round the world
Wake up, too late for breakfast, I need a lunch meal
My producer cut hoes off, Dun Deal
I'm real, I'm Quan, all I speak is truth, ooh
Come here, all I want is you, aye
Pull up, put it on me, baby girl, bring it to me, now
I'm just tryna get in, and then work my way out
I don't care who you came with, but you leaving with me for the rest of the night
It's over, got good luck, four leaf clover
If she wanna fuck, tell her come over
Thugger pulled up, that's my brother
Same mother, different daddy
Riding in that Caddy
All black tint, you ain't seen this before
None of my shit rented, you ain't seen this before
Tell me just what you spent, nigga, I spent some more
Hahaha! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Walked in with a new gun on me, ya'll niggas thought I was playin'
Y'all niggas out here think you selling coke, you selling can
Thugger, my man, Birdman, my man
Two words: Rich Gang
YSL, Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life
Ay, try any one of us you'll lose your life
Play with these big dogs, better have your phone, call it a night
I don't play no games, no way
Thugger
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Pshh
Thought I was gone until I walked in like the man of the year
Got an endorsement with GTV, y'all niggas drinking beers
When it come to Young Thug, the young bitch jump like she was drinking deers
Bottom of my car red, I bang for real
I spend a lil' 60 on Ac', I drank for real
I want Quan's medication, he got pain pills
But I need to see my girl to make my pain heal
But I ain't never been in love, I don't know how pain feel, ayy
Do my thing all across the globe
That's why I spend big banks on all my hoes
I, I, I spend the largest bank on all my clothes
That pussy so wet, she gotta dry it outdoors
Quan
[Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Hit it from the back she like "Ayy"
All she know is "Ayy"
Money to the ceiling like "Ayy"
Thugger Thugger, sing it
If you got a problem, then "Ohh"
Shootin' guns like "Ohh"
Stupid hoe like "Ohh"
Condo full of hoes
I got stupid money at the condo, boy I just moved in
Boy I ain't even count it (What?)
Niggas think they on cause they in a rental car
Everything on me and I own it (Woo)
Number one at shopping, everything I see
I can buy that shit if I want it
But everyday I wake up, I'm tryna get my cake up
With all of my rich homies
[Outro: Birdman & Young Thug]
Yeahhh...
Three Gs on a blaze nigga
Millionaires, boy
Get your game up, nigga
Livin' life like that, boy
Yeahhh...
Like it's no tomorrow, you heard?
Rich Gang that fly shit, nigga
Size us up, guarantee you gone lose, you heard?
Ice game so fly, drop a 50 on a nigga feet
Fuck 'em
Let your people wear your T-shirts, nigga
Let's roll
