lirik lagu rich homie quan - aye
[intro: rich homie quan]
thugger thugger, my brother, brother
these n-ggas in trouble, trouble
[hook: rich homie quan]
you green as a soldier, i cashed out, it ain’t stolen
heyyy, got that gold rollie poly
on my wrist, i can tote it, with my wrist i can roll it
heyyy, that pistol stay fully loaded
i take your necklace, then sport it, i got your b-tch, she all on it
heyyy
ooh, ooh, oohooh, heyy
ooh, ooh, oohooh, heyyyeah
[verse 1: rich homie quan]
i walked in with a 40
i talk nothin’ but money, ysl the rich homies
i put that old school on b-ttons
don’t come if you ain’t f-ckin’, f-ck n-gga, no i can’t trust him
lil scr-ppy, yo head, i bust it
i was trappin’, i couldn’t get busted
had packages on them buses
i’m rappin’, i came from nothin’
i got ’em like, “what, what? aye”
money on your head, n-gga so don’t play
with who? with me, i stay with a glock, 40 g, every day
thugger still ridin’ with the chop
red on the beam, won’t stop me from shooting you
[hook: rich homie quan]
you green as a soldier, i cashed out, it ain’t stolen
heyyy, got that gold rollie poly
on my wrist, i can tote it, with my wrist i can roll it
heyyy, that pistol stay fully loaded
i take your necklace, then sport it, i got your b-tch, she all on it
heyyy
ooh, ooh, oohooh, heyy
ooh, ooh, oohooh, heyyyeah
[verse 2: young thug]
i add mud with the soda, i drink lean, never sober
we lean like morgan freeman, quan leanin’ on my shoulder
ooh you n-ggas still green like a soldier
i need me two like i’m poking
out at the concert, show ’em you clap it like magnolia
ooh you need to show ’em you’re the best at what you do
i just took off, i’m on a mountain, girl no dew
ooh, said she wanna party
young quan voice, i leave these b-tches with no choice
i don’t eat pork, i drink smartw-ter like a dork
i’m not blowin’ my money, lil’ n-gga, i’m not scott storch
bought a b-tch a birkin bag, inside it was a yorkie
you lil’ n-gga can’t afford it
[hook: rich homie quan]
you green as a soldier, i cashed out, it ain’t stolen
heyyy, got that gold rollie poly
on my wrist, i can tote it, with my wrist i can roll it
heyyy, that pistol stay fully loaded
i take your necklace, then sport it, i got your b-tch, she all on it
heyyy
ooh, ooh, oohooh, heyy
ooh, ooh, oohooh, heyyyeah
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