Rich Gang Freestyle

[Intro: Birdman & Young Thug] Yeahhh... Yeah, you under-digg, nigga? Top floor type shit Yeahhh... Chandeliers with marble floors, boy [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] My baby mama 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 'round 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 truth, ooh 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, and 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 Thugger pulled up, that's my brother Same mother, different daddy 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 Hahaha! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Walked in with a new gun on me, ya'll niggas thought I was playin' Y'all niggas out here think you selling coke, you selling can Thugger, my man, Birdman, my man Two words: Rich Gang YSL, Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life Ay, try any one 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 games, no way Thugger [Verse 2: Young Thug] Pshh Thought I was gone until I walked in like the man of the year Got an endorsement with GTV, y'all niggas drinking beers 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 Ac', I drank for real I want Quan's medication, he got pain pills But I need to see my girl to make my pain heal But I ain't never been in love, I don't know how pain feel, ayy Do my thing all across the globe That's why I spend big banks on all my hoes I, I, I spend the largest bank on all my clothes That pussy so wet, she gotta dry it outdoors Quan [Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Hit it from the back she like "Ayy" All she know is "Ayy" Money to the ceiling like "Ayy" Thugger Thugger, sing it If you got a problem, then "Ohh" Shootin' guns like "Ohh" Stupid hoe like "Ohh" Condo full of hoes I got stupid money at the condo, boy I just moved in Boy I ain't even count it (What?) Niggas think they on cause they in a rental car Everything on me and I own it (Woo) Number one at 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 all of my rich homies [Outro: Birdman & Young Thug] Yeahhh... Three Gs on a blaze nigga Millionaires, boy Get your game up, nigga Livin' life like that, boy Yeahhh... Like it's no tomorrow, you heard? Rich Gang that fly shit, nigga Size us up, guarantee you gone lose, you heard? Ice game so fly, drop a 50 on a nigga feet Fuck 'em Let your people wear your T-shirts, nigga Let's roll