Letra de One of Quan - Rich Homie Quan

I just pulled up on lil' lady, she diggin' my style and she wantin' my babies

She just keep askin' me questions, she all in my business, she must be an agent

You was just hatin', it's funny, you jumped on my dick when I finally made it

I don't forget, but forgave, I regret that I even let you at the table

I did not sign up for this type of shit, boy, this shit startin' to feel like a label

Pokin' holes all in my condom, you crazy, you must tryna give me a baby

I took that bitch out her Honda Accord and I put that bitch in a Mercedes

Gotta keep that fire on me at all times, the environment that I was raised in

Told my lil' buddy, ain't no competition, we all gon' go get it, no racin'

They probably gon' think I took off wit' Gunna flow, but this my cadence and I made it

Niggas was stealin' the swag, I was just sittin' back and I wouldn't even say shit

They took off wit' the flow, I was so geeked on that molly, I was on a spaceship

I should've paid more attention to niggas around me, I didn't know they faces

I told 'em don't bring me no twenties, I love them Ben Franklins, I love them blue faces

He hangin' out the window, aimin' at his target, sprayin' that bitch like some fragrance

Never wanted to be the greatest, just wanted to have fun and get a lil' paper (Ayy)

Mama told me, "Quan, don't worry about another nigga, baby, you done made it

Try to stay away from these girls 'cause they want that bankroll, they want a ribbon"

I got a couple of JPay accounts that say free all my dogs in the cages

I'm on the South and it's shady

Overlooked, I'm underrated (Ayy)

I bought my mama that house that she wanted, I told her, "we finally made it"

She told me, "Never go slime no one out" because she know that not how she raised me

I get up every day, go get some money, I promise, I won't be complacent

We just sellin' music out the studio, the police still wanna raid it

I gave y'all boys a lil' time, why the fuck you pussy niggas still wan' be me?

I'm just tryna stay up like the new doors on the Lamborghini

Money gon' talk and that bullshit gon' walk, and that's probably why I don't believe you

I was on top of the world and I took a lil' break 'cause I didn't wanna be you

I'm dripped in Maison Margiela, my pants are so big that it drag on the floor

I got my bitches in line and they all on they knees like they doin' they chores

We don't shoot at houses or no civilians, I told that lil' boy, "Check the score"

I been doin' this shit for so long, swear to God, a nigga gettin' bored

I'm just tryna fuck some bad bitches on a different island with a pretty face

Done hit that bitch up so many times, swear the landlord had to renovate it

I done seen the fakest, I done dapped 'em up and I didn't realize what I was doin' then

I know they gon' think this Gunna flow, but this Rich Homie flow, I did not take it (Rich Homie)

Mama told me, "Quan, don't worry about another nigga, baby, you done made it (Ayy)

Try to stay away from these girls 'cause they want that bankroll, they want a ribbon" (Ooh)

I got a couple of JPay accounts that say free all my dogs in the cages (Free 'em)

I'm on the South and it's shady (Shady)

Overlooked, I'm underrated (Ayy)

I bought my mama that house that she wanted, I told her, "we finally made it" (We finally made it)

She told me, "Never go slime no one out" because she know that not how she raised me (That not how she raised me)

I get up every day, go get some money, I promise, I won't be complacent (I promise)

We just sellin' music out the studio, the police still wanna raid it (Rich Homie, baby)

Rich Homie, baby

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