Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

No Hook

I'm in this bitch puttin on like you supposed to be

Louie V linen all over me

He got the platinum car hub I got the golden key

Bitch I ball no dupree

Black Ray Bans on like I'm James Bond

Swear yo hoe was a ton of fun

One shot kill a nigga with the golden gun

Put the rich in the front just to know this quan

Got a L.A. plug

Who be goin dumb

Smoke till the kush

Overload my lungs

Dropped ten under there so the motor run.

Stupid- coupe it- roof translucent

Dueces, coolin everythang exclusive

Old skool, muthafuka sit up like a Dually

Most of you muthafukas really don't do it

Money my lyrics so I talk shit fluent-ly

And I am cleaner than you have ever been

And my bitch is a dime times ten

Speak french but I pay the hoe a yen

And now I'm out cause I just went in.

{Yo, that's how we do it in this bitch man

Floyalty over Royalty droppoin shit with no hooks

Rich Homie Quan given it to 'em

This shit ain't over

What you gonna do?}

I'm a break em for the spit popper

Wear trues cause they fit proper can't spell like a witch doctor

If I get locked up bond out on the same night cause I got big dollars

Audamar my wrist no tick tocker

5 star my bitch 5 star my clique got heat now chris bosh her

Yeah

I'm the superviser I'm bossed up

Referee I call shots

Sippin on my medication

I overdosed on them gucci shots

Speaking of shooters

I caught another body

I'm the shit no tissue

Like a port a potty

Hips wider than a field goal

And that ass dam

Shol' pokin out

Love a bitch with a ass like Beyonce

Feeling like Jay-Z in my galonte shades

That shit you savin' ain't nothin really

Teezy spend that in one day

My fungshway cost you 1K

Tell a gun joke

Get some gun play

House party no kid in play

That's lil money that's billy ray

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