Yeahhh Rich Homie Quan

[Intro]
Rich Homie, baby!
Yeah, aye man
You can bet the house on me dog
I told all my niggas, if they had a thousand dollars
We gon' make it back

[Verse 1]
I'm in love with types of bitches, you regular type of nigga
Be tryna get in my business, but couldn't run in my business
These niggas they in they feelings, can't hide em because we see it
These niggas claiming they real till they true color revealed
Used to do nothing but steal, till I did that lil bid
At every game I would win, they would think that shit was rigged
That pussy pink like a pig and that ass is like a hog
Find out that bitch stealing, tie her up then put her out
Find out she ovulating, hit her raw then pull it out
Why she claiming that my baby when I fucking pulled it out?
I told that bitch, "Swallow these babies and don't fucking spit 'em out"
(Why? Why? Why?) ‘Cause they might grow up to be something real special
You can't never trust nobody, never trust nobody
Cold-hearted motherfucker never love nobody, never love nobody
Remember staying with my mama then I turnt up the skreet
No heat, remember being cold so I bought me a mink
At fifteen jumped off the porch, landed straight in the skreet
Still stop at Gresham Citgo just to get me some sweets
Shout out Choo, Nootie Bone, shout out Paridise
Shout out the 6, ‘cause that's my zone, shout out to PDE