Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

Real

Girl, you know what I'm saying

This beat is up, so be true

Whatever I ask you to do, she gonna know it

Real ride or die

I'm stunning

She fuck with me, she don't fuck with you

She take them charges for me, if I tell her too

She fuck, she fuck, she fuck, she fuck with me

She fuck, she fuck, I know she fuck with me

Real nigga since day one

Real nigga over here, baby

A real nigga going straight South

A real nigga don't drink beer, baby

Real nigga gonna make money

Real nigga never feel that

Real nigga, I don't know you

I ain't seen shit, and I don't hear nothing

Pardon that and I meant that

Swerve on them in the Bentley

I see the girl coming, tell her, get back

But the foe... knock your shit back

Mid match on the perpetrator

Big guess it's a murder scene

I got another gun in my left hand

I bet a deaf man, he done heard of me

Now I'm wanted in a murder scene

You're scared of me, I'm killing these niggas

Broke in the game like a burglary

Like surgery, I'm splitting these niggas, where we go

Get rich homies, all the broke niggas gonna fear us

She done fell in love with a real nigga

She fuck with me, she don't fuck with you

She take them charges for me, if I tell her too

She fuck, she fuck, she fuck, she fuck with me (I know she do!)

She fuck, she fuck, she fuck, I know she fuck with me

Real niggas over here, baby

Real niggas over here, baby

Real niggas over here!

Ain't nothing but them niggas, over here, baby!

Rich Homie my clique, baby

So real niggas over here

A broke nigga ain't shit, baby

So I'm trying to get over here

A hundred thousand I spent

Baby, on wardrobe this year (I did)

Real niggas are related to me

Real niggas know how I feel

And real niggas know how I live

You can ask Nard or lightpoe made a million and ain't got a deal

That features and a lot of show

I'm at the table, trying to get a mil

I already got one, but I need more

Like Ceelo, I need green

But I'm still gon be an outcast

Got a bottle of... so I talk cash

Money shit, nigga

Broke nigga I walk past

You ain't shit nigga that homie and call the cops

Even though that homie a rich nigga

And I got them Ms