Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Rich Homies, artist - Rich Homie Quan.
Date of issue: 26.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Young Rich Homies |
Chasing the cheese macaroni |
Keep the pocket rocket on me |
Hell naw we don’t fuck with no phonies |
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies |
Young rich homies, young rich homies |
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies |
Young rich homies, young rich homies |
You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies |
Okay, now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
We ain’t even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin' |
I’m like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
No Master P but we 'bout it |
Say all my niggas violent |
No Master P but I’m 'bout it, 'bout it |
Tell your bitch we the young rich homies |
Better slow your roll jabroni |
Run up on the block they shoot somethin' |
Walking around with that that Tommy gun |
Young niggas in the hood love the molly Santan |
When they pop it, they’ll chew it like some bubble gum |
Can’t fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin' |
So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson |
Got all these pocket rockets on my body |
Lookin like a young nigga got go go gadgets |
Look at your bitch and she ratchet |
Still beat the pot up like Cassius |
Make the work disappear like magic |
Hit the plug in China town, order up another package |
Okay, now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
We ain’t even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin' |
I’m like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
No Master P but we 'bout it |
Say all my niggas violent |
Chasing the cheese macaroni |
Keep the pocket rocket on me |
Hell naw we don’t fuck with no phonies |
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies |
Young rich homies, young rich homies |
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies |
Young rich homies, young rich homies |
You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies |
Okay, now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
We ain’t even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin' |
I’m like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
No Master P but we 'bout it |
Say all my niggas violent |
Young, rich and we ruthless |
Wipe me down, no Boosie |
Blue diamonds, no Tookie |
I got J’s, nigga, like Pookie |
I’m cookin' whipping them dueces |
Steven Spielberg, make movies |
You smoking on that boatweed and we smoking on them cookies |
Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in them trenches |
Started off in them Honda Accords now Im riding in them Bentleys |
Your bitch fuck with a young nigga, I’m dunking her like Timothy |
Them bullets just like Ritalin, make a nigga calm down instantly |
Ask your mama, ask your bitch |
I grab the fork and I cook up a brick |
I grab the pint and I pour up six (I'm pouring it) |
Actavis, I don’t do Qualitest (Lean) |
Lettuce and cabbage and broccoli (Cash) |
I’m cooking up catfish, tilapia (Fishes), and I got flounders |
Got yo bitch fucking on camera (Smash) |
Hell nah we don’t fuck wit no phonies |
And you can tell yo bitch we some young rich homies (Your bitch) |
Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck got pneumonia |
Guisepppe stepper, Christian Lubuiton’s, and Maison Margiela |
(The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearing leather) |
Chasing the cheese macaroni |
Keep the pocket rocket on me |
Hell naw we don’t fuck with no phonies |
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies |
Young rich homies, young rich homies |
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies |
Young rich homies, young rich homies |
You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies |
Okay, nw all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
We ain’t even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin' |
I’m like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent |
No Master P but we 'bout it |
Say all my niggas violent |