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rich homie quan - rich gang freestyle lyrics

[intro: birdman & young thug]
yeah…
yeah, you under-digg, n-gga?
top floor type sh-t
yeah…
chandeliers with marble floors, boy

[verse 1: rich homie quan]
my baby mama just put me on child support
f-ck 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 f-ck ’round with no followers
follow up on everything i do, ask my girl
call the cops, i don’t give a f-ck, 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, ayy
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 f-ck, 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 sh-t rented, you ain’t seen this before
tell me just what you spent, n-gga, i spent some more
hahaha, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
walked in with a new gun on me, y’all n-ggas thought i was playin’
y’all n-ggas out here think you selling c0ke, you selling can
thugger, my man, birdman, my man
two words: rich gang
ysl, rich gang, rich homie for life
ayy, 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 endors-m-nt with gtv, y’all n-ggas drinking beers
when it come to young thug, the young b-tch jump like she was drinking deers
bottom of my car red, i bang for real
i spent a lil’ sixty 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 p-ssy 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 “ooh”
shootin’ guns like “ooh”
stupid hoe like “ooh”
condo full of hoes
i got stupid money at the condo, boy i just moved in
boy i ain’t even count it (what?)
n-ggas 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 sh-t if i want it
but every day 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 n-gga
millionaires, boy
get your game up, n-gga
livin’ life like that, boy
yeahhh…
like it’s no tomorrow, you heard?
rich gang that fly sh-t, n-gga
size us up, guarantee you gone lose, you heard?
ice game so fly, drop a fifty on a n-gga feet
f-ck ’em
let your people wear your t-shirts, n-gga
let’s roll

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