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Yeah
 (Rich Homie)
 Quan
 (What's funny?)
 These niggas throwing slick shots like
 You know me?
 I go direct with it
 Put her name on it, nigga
 You know it was hard to hear at first
 I couldn't understand what you sayin'
 And these bitches bound to get hurt
 'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin'
 And I fuck with shorty on the low
 And I know she know I'm the man
 So that extra shit gotta go
 She probably don't know
 That I fucked her friend
 If she ask about it
 I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 When she try to argue with me
 I be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 Trying to get back with me
 I be like, "Hell nah nah nah"
 And we ain't talking about no money
 I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 Small talk gonna do that
 Get rich homie, you knew that
 It's a damn shame, I don't gang bang
 But I beat a nigga blue black
 I'm in the old school, no do-rag
 Them old folk like how you do that?
 He ain't fooling me, this ain't new to me
 That ain't an Aston Martin, that's a new Jag
 But it clean, though
 And if you're late on the payment
 Boy, that shit get repo'd
 And your bitch easy, ha
 I got her on the line
 And I'm in her like a free throw
 Getting deep throat, at the Fontainebleau
 We running trains on these freak hoes
 And I told my nigga that I decoded
 "Blah blah blah blah"
 Quit going in on these niggas
 I won't stop stop stop stop
 Keep putting my money over these bitches
 'Til I'm at the top top top top
 And you niggas can't stop my vision
 Don't know what you thought thought thought thought
 And I ball ball ball ball
 Everything I got's all good
 You know it was hard to hear at first
 I couldn't understand what you sayin'
 And these bitches bound to get hurt
 'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin'
 And I fuck with shorty on the low
 And I know she know I'm the man
 So that extra shit gotta go
 She probably don't know
 That I fucked her friend
 If she ask about it
 I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 When she try to argue with me
 I be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 Trying to get back with me
 I be like, "Hell nah nah nah"
 And we ain't talking about no money
 I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 "Blah blah blah blah"
 That's how it sound when these bitches talk
 "Rah rah rah rah"
 When a nigga flashes that's what we call it
 Like "Hell nah nah nah"
 I need a real diamond, ain't fakin' that
 I'm like five nine feet tall
 Heart of a lion, he ain't takin' that
 You nigga talking like ho
 That's why I can't fuck with you
 Doing shows all around the globe
 'Cause everybody fuck with me
 Fuck nigga
 You'll be in the front nigga
 I'll show you what's up nigga
 Fuck nigga
 Ain't never said that shit's bad
 Trying to keep it one hunna
 And I tried to show love with you
 That's the main reason why I don't trust niggas
 Standin' under landing bridges still above these niggas
 I'm no beginner
 Don't I spit it like a vet, nigga?
 That nigga talkin' like a ho
 Tell that bitch nigga speak up
 You know it was hard to hear at first
 I couldn't understand what you sayin'
 And these bitches bound to get hurt
 'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin'
 And I fuck with shorty on the low
 And I know she know I'm the man
 So that extra shit gotta go
 She probably don't know
 That I fucked her friend
 If she ask about it
 I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 When she try to argue with me
 I be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 Trying to get back with me
 I be like, "Hell nah nah nah"
 And we ain't talking about no money
 I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah"
 

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Duration
03:12
Key
11
Tempo
134 BPM

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