Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

Set It Off

Get crazy ass and the table turned now I'm up

Out broke now 'em back ends that I'm counting up

Got some hope, then start rapping now I'm getting dope

Me start rapping? Hell no, when I'm at 54 shows

Hope you ready we can go to war

But I got shit to live for, gotta feed my two little boys

And I got a ho named Crystal, swallowing I might slice you up with this pimpin', cause I'm Zelda with this sword

Oooh, I rented a yacht for the week and I sailed across the water

Then ran out with a fifty pack and left his ass with a quarter

Fuck that bitch, Quan don't say that you might have a daughter

Might just rob a bank and tell this bitch I'm jet laggin'

Set it off, set it off

Set it off

Killin' her with that money (Jada Pinkett)

Set it off, set it off

Set it off, set it off

Set it off, set it off

Set it off, I might set it off

I don't get my gun from the Dr. Dre

But I swear I set it off

Set it off like the movie, claim me you ain't got a ride

Guess what? I'm gon' call a Uber

I ran off on Raymond lame ass, cause he a nuisance

Cause he claim he got aim

That don't mean his lame ass gon' shoot it

Plain Janes on I heard you wanted some work, I know the guy

I set it off like a smoke detector, cause I'm on fire

We can go tomorrow take the lie detector test, baby so don't lie

Maybe I won't try to not set it off like-