Young Rich Niggas (No Label 2)

[Intro] Migo! (Migo we winnin', winnin') QC! (Migo we winnin', winnin',) (Migo we did it, did it) [Hook] This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga Now when everybody see us they say: Now look at that young nigga pipe down everytime you see him Now look at that young nigga can't catch him with no new friends Now look at that young nigga he ain't get many hoes way back in the day Now look at that young nigga can't keep these hoes up out his face [Verse 1: Quavo] Just now warming up, might pull up in an armored truck With a hundred blue million bucks I told you brah, that we so dangerous, yo niggas ain't the same as us I gotta thank God for the blessing Pocket salad, extra dressing He always got a nigga flexing Know that I have to get the Smith & Wesson If you wanted to ball You gotta run with it and score a touchdown If you wanna be a rap artist Gotta take over your town (the city!) If you wanna be a dope dealer Gotta be moving a pound (Ew! Gas!) Young nigga just stay focused (If you did it) You can be rich right now (rich!) [Hook] This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga Now when everybody see us they say: Now look at that young nigga pipe down everytime you see him Now look at that young nigga can't catch him with no new friends Now look at that young nigga he ain't gave me the whole way back in the day Now look at that young nigga can't keep these hoes up out his face [Verse 2: Offset] I'm richer than Richie, now all my bitches they miss me I was broke I remember I stashed it away in my memory I know niggas that envy me, jealousy Wondering how did I get rich with these felonies God keep on telling me; 'Please just focus!' I came from roaches to Lotus They hung my brother like posters The Lord he told me I'm chosen Now all my jewelry is golden Sipping on purple potion, take away all the emotions (Lean!) Christian Louboutins, I'm not running from my emotions [Hook] This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga Now when everybody see us they say: Now look at that young nigga pipe down everytime you see him Now look at that young nigga can't catch him with no new friends Now look at that young nigga he ain't gave me the whole way back in the day Now look at that young nigga can't keep these hoes up out his face [Verse 3: Takeoff] Unfortunate, ya'll fuck niggas can't fuck with us Hundred gas bags in the monster truck Usain Bolt, I'ma run it up Real street nigga that love to hustle, came from the gutta My nigga be flexing, pressing I'm fucking that bitch that you texting You stressin? (Haha) We just sitting in here counting cash, trying not to laugh All of these presidents, OG gas Sipping on Actavis out the glass Hundreds older than the ThunderCats What would you do, if you found out that your face card wasn't approved Ain't no money getting extorted Look at that what these streets will do [Hook] This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga YRN This is, what it is; Young Rich Nigga Now when everybody see us they say: Now look at that young nigga pipe down everytime you see him Now look at that young nigga can't catch him with no new friends Now look at that young nigga he ain't gave me the whole way back in the day Now look at that young nigga can't keep these hoes up out his face