rich homie quan x yfn lucci – ya ya lyrics
[intro: rich homie quan]
wooh!
lucci with me
quan with me
yeaah!
ay man, we some young fly rich homies, ya dig that?
i’mma go get me a new chain, feel me, listen and say that
[hook: rich homie quan & yfn lucci]
money (?) probably got a f-ck n-gg- lookin’ like
yeah yeah yea
pull up on a f-ck n-gg- baby momma got a n-gg- feelin’ like
yeah yeah yea
offset rips on all my wood got me ridin’ like
yeah yeah yea
two-seater, is that yo’ baby momma with me
pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young n-gg-s servin’
totin’ on me and the juice on me, man you know i’m ridin’ dirty
put the g ali in the h-o-v can’t be doin’ no swervin’
yeah can’t be doin’ no swervin’ ay
[verse 1: rich homie quan]
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