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rich homie quan - ah'chi lyrics

[intro: rich homie quan]
fishin’
i just
buy some
young body
i just watchin’
[?]
ah’chi, ah’chi, ah’chi
i just bought a brand+new problem
chopper, gotta [?]
ah’chi, ah’chi, ah’chi

[chorus: rich homie quan]
olive green and the first .4 millimeter
hold a n+gga b+tch, yeah
the peach trees in the backyard
i got wood and a couple sticks, yeah
promoter granted for it
hit ’em for a hunnid
n+gga, that’s another l!ck, yeah
stuck b+tch think i’m payin’ for some p+ssy
gon’ sign another trick, yeah
too much paper in the pockets of these pants
another band, it won’t fit, yeah
they won’t do the boy fair
i was in the a, i went and got hit, yeah
that just another bodied set
fifteen racks just for a fit, yeah
ain’t never had sh+t
got it out the mud, turn up on a b+tch, yeah
[verse 1: rich homie quan]
i’m whеre i’m ‘posed to be (i can’t еven breathe)
these diamonds are chocking me (watch, watch, watch)
i’m in the club with that firearm so low+key, these n+ggas don’t notice me (nah)
i need my fly out [?] to notice me (fly out)
and b+tches, they never say no to me (nope)
i knocked the whole buildin’ down, b+tch
walked out that ho, i had no debris
nothin’ on me (nothin’, b+tch)
funds on me (money, ho)
gun on me (fah+fah+fah)
lunch on me (after that b+tch)
come on me (return, baby)
they can’t understand the lingo
they say it’s too lyrical for me (that right too)
i bought a white shoe up (right there)
but she was too spiritual for me (ayy)
picture the moment
tryna blemish a n+gga image when i don’t even listen to comments (nah)
i know it ain’t for me
like ain’t sayin’ i ain’t done somethin’ like they don’t even listen to homie
b+tches be on me
you know i swat sh+t down
i gotta stay stiff on ’em (swole)
for them n+ggas in the back, thinkin’ that the n+gga broke
i throw up my wrist on ’em (ayy, i just)
[chorus: rich homie quan & 2 chainz]
olive green and the first .4 millimeter
hold a n+gga b+tch, yeah
the peach trees in the backyard
i got wood and a couple sticks, yeah
promoter granted for it
hit ’em for a hunnid
n+gga, that’s another l!ck, yeah
stuck b+tch think i’m payin’ for some p+ssy
gon’ sign another trick, yeah
too much paper in the pockets of these pants
another band, it won’t fit, yeah
they won’t do the boy fair (yeah)
i was in the a, i went and got hit, yeah
that just another bodied set
fifteen racks just for a fit, yeah (alright)
ain’t never had sh+t (2 chainz)
got it out the mud, turn up on a b+tch, yeah (tony)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
double cup with some muddy in the door
foreign car with your buddy in it
pay four fifty for the cullinan
got a .50 cal with a .30 in it
rip it down with a gold figure
and a grave digger
i’m a paid n+gga
like my wife a f+ckin’ cleanin’ lady, n+gga
i’m a made n+gga
know what i’m sayin’, n+gga
yeah, my clientele overwhelmed
textin’ n+ggas off the sound
hand to hand with the grounds
hood n+gga buyin’ land
you can’t see me like [?] (woo)
cut from a different cloth
throwin’ a pool of the money, she cannonball
even when i sit down, i’ll be standin’ out
hardest n+ggas will shoot at your mama house
shoot while your grammy’s down
hol, hol’ up, let me control anger
you know that it’s danger
keep one in that chamber (in the chamber)
chopper and rapper and singer
they say money talk and i don’t talk to strangers
boom, course i can f+ck ’cause i’m famous
i bought her some br++sts and i bought her a +n+s
i’m workin’ my move, i’m hittin’ them angles
i’m out of this world like f+ckin’ ur+n+s
[chorus: rich homie quan & 2 chainz]
olive green and the first .4 millimeter (tony, tony)
hold a n+gga b+tch, yeah
the peach trees in the backyard
i got wood and a couple sticks, yeah
promoter granted for it
hit ’em for a hunnid
n+gga, that’s another l!ck, yeah
stuck b+tch think i’m payin’ for some p+ssy
gon’ sign another trick, yeah
too much paper in the pockets of these pants
another band, it won’t fit, yeah
they won’t do the boy fair
i was in the a, i went and got hit, yeah
that just another bodied set
fifteen racks just for a fit, yeah
ain’t never had sh+t
got it out the mud, turn up on a b+tch, yeah

[outro: rich homie quan]
fishin’
i just
buy some
young body
i just watchin’
[?]
ah’chi, ah’chi, ah’chi
i just bought a brand+new problem
chopper, gotta [?]
ah’chi, ah’chi, ah’chi

- rich homie quan lyrics

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