[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
Talkin' big money, boy it come in thousands
Trap house bunkin', Jay runnin' out it
Rich Homie baby!

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
Big money, boy it come in thousands
Trap house bunkin', Js runnin' out it
Twelve saw me comin', double back for me
I supply my neighbor, cul-de-sac money
(Whatchu talm bout Quan?)
Cul-de-sac money
Make so much that twelve double back for me
All I stack are dead men run it back for me
Like a daddy, cul-de-sac money

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
Cul-de-sac money, I got nosey neighbors
A couple packs comin', I’m at the store waitin'
Kill the fat onion, got some more paper
I keep the strap gunnin', I'm makin' dope wages
Your folks hatin', I got more paper
Your clothes basic, you see my ho tailored
All that makeup make your ho look made up
Cul-de-sac shoe strings got the hood laced up
I'm at the corner shootin' like a Pacer
“Reggie Miller I shoot a nigga face up”
And I like getting head cause I’m aimin' waist up
And if you owe me, better pay up
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