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Rich Homie Quan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Only 1 Scoota
Composer
Dequantes Lamar
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Despite how much money I get
Or how much I make off this shit
I still watch them bitches man
Them bitches slimy bro
To all my young niggas
Don't trust these hoes, man
Quan tell them how these hoes bang
You might like me for who I am
In love with my money you just want me cause of what I got
I heard them niggas was lurking on me
So you know the homie had to get'on up in the spot
I spent so long at the bottom took a elevator to the top
4, 5 a.m. riding 'round with the muthafuckin' top
Police pulled me over cause he said I need a bra
Cause I'm riding 'round topless
New car, new wheel, new brain, new bitch, good brain
She even go to school
Big chopper, big aim
Make his ass shit stain now I got his ass looking like a fool
I won't even be ashamed if a nigga catch me slipping
Cause I know it ain't shit that I can do
Draco they got nan nigga running up on me like I'm a lame nigga
I swear this muthafucka uh shot
I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear
Boy this shit uh shot
I swear
I swear
Lil bullet
Big bullet
Silent (shhhhh)
You'd hear nothing
No, No, No, No
I'm ear muff to the bullshit
Nigga ion hear nothing (no no no)
I'm tryna be the best at what I do
We done came a long way from Section 8
Used to be ramen noodles now pepper steak
Pull up on you with that ruger y'all face the fate
I'm a real nigga, but fake is fake
Call me Picasso, I might paint her face
I need some headphones cause they screaming so loud
I'm beatin' it up wit is Dr.Dre
Think you ran off with my money
I got Petey on the corner and you know he got that choppa waiting
Bitch ass nigga got a lot to say
I love my lawyer she win all my case
All my watches got frosted flakes
I heard he want to be me so I brought [?]
Fuck a notebook I got lots of papers in my pocket (they watching)
I never bring sand to the beach
Your ho got her hands on me
Draco they got nan nigga running up on me like I'm a lame nigga
I swear this muthafucka ah shot
I swear
I swear
I Swear
I swear
I swear
I swear
Boy this shit ah shot
I swear
I swear
Lil bullet
Big bullet
Silent (shhhhh)
You'd hear nothing
No, No, No, No
I'm ear muff to the bullshit
Nigga ion hear nothing (no no no)
I'm tryna be the best at what I do
Nigga ion hear nothing
Nigga ion hear nothing
No, No, No, No
Writer(s): Christopher S. Birch, Delano Noox Thomas, Michael Patrick Jarrett, Marlon Jaro Plunkett
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