Freestyle

[Intro: Birdman] Top floor type shit Chandeliers with marble floors boy [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] My baby momma just put me on child support Fuck a warrant, I ain't going to court Don't care what them white folks say I just wanna see my lil boy Go to school, be a man and sign up for college boy Don't be a fool, be a man, what you think that knowledge for She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her Lead by example, I don't fuck round with no followers Follow up on everything I do, ask my girl Call the cops I don't give a fuck, I travel all around the world Wake up, too late for breakfast, I need a lunch meal My producer cut hoes off, Dun Deal I'm real, I'm Quan all I speak is truthful Come here all I want is you, aye Pull up , put it on me, baby girl bring it to me now I'm just tryna get in, then work my way out I don't care who you came with but you leaving with me For the rest of the night It's over, got good luck, four leaf clover If she wanna fuck, tell her come over Thugga pulled up that's my brother Same mother different daddies riding in that caddy All black tint, you ain't seen this before None of my shit rented, you ain't seen this before Tell me just what you spent, nigga I spent some more Oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh Walked in with a new gun on me ya'll niggas thought I was playing Ya'll niggas out here think you selling coke, you selling can Thugga, my man, Birdman, my man Two words: Rich Gang, YSL Rich Gang Rich Homie for life aye Try anyone of us you'll lose your life Play with these big dogs better have your phone call it a night I don't play no game, no way [Verse 2: Young Thug] Thought I was gone until I walked in like the man of the year Got the endorsement with GTV ya'll niggas drinking beer When it come to Young Thug The young bitch jump like she was drinking deers Bottom of my car red I bang for real I, spend a lil 60 on act I drank for real I want Quan medication, he got pain pills But I need to see my girl to make my vein heal But I ain't never been in love I don't know how pain feel Do my thang all across the globe That's why I spend big banks on all my hoes I spend the largest bank on all my clothes That pussy wet she gotta dry it outdoors [Verse 4: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Hit it from the back she like (aye aye) All she know is (aye aye) Money to the ceiling like (aye aye) Thugga Thugga say (aye) If you got a problem than (ohh) Shooting guns like (ohh) Stupid ho like (ohh) Condo full of (hoes) I got stupid money in the that condo I just moved in boy I ain't even count it Niggas think they on cause they in a rental car Everything on me and I own it Number one a shopping everything I see I can buy that shit if I want it But everyday I wake up i'm tryna get my cake up With my Rich Homies [Outro: Birdman] Three Gs on the blaze nigga Millionaires boy Get ya game up nigga Living life like that boy Life it's no tomorrow ya heard me Rich Gang that fly shit nigga Size up guarantee you gone lose Ice game so fly Drop a 50 on a nigga feet Fuck em Let your people wear your T-shirts nigga Lets roll