Finally Made It Rich Homie Quan

[Hook]
We finally made it
Told my momma we ain't gotta stress no more
No more unemployed checks no more
I swear I'mma get her that big house with that flexing gate
No more Section 8
Cause we finally made it
We finally made it
We finally made it
I know Teezy would of been proud of me
That's why he still living inside of me

[Verse 1]
I say we made it
We had to brand ourselves
Cause we ain't basic
In my pocket there's a phonebook, alotta pages
Got your address so don't play me
I'll have your momma tied up even your baby
I'm spreading wide, Bowflex
Fuck til she bow-legged
Feeling on her booty
Like damn that's fake them booty shots
He cuffin' bitches, police
I been rolling for like, four days
She wanna suck my dick go 'head
I been to hell and back, enough said
I remember making a pellets in the weirdest places
Fuck nigga put us out
Momma always told me remember faces
And I can't spit soft
I gotta go the hardest
I tell 'em trademark this