[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo' head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo' head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
A lot of rubber bands in the safe boy
I don't buy nothin' I'm dirt cheap
Red carpet fresh yeah all the time
Brown suit call a nigga Louis 13
No feelings can't let a bitch hurt me
Broke bitches are the only thing that hurt me
Get money lil' shit we don't trip 'bout
Talk cash money shit I got a big mouth
Stop savin' these hoes with a cape on
The stick got a snare and a bass drum
The TEC got my name on it Draymond
Money in the mattress every night 'cause I lay on it
Ballin' hard need a new court to play on
I can't fall off I'ma stay on
Big crib no more Section 8 homes
So many diamonds in the Patek, look like the fake gone
Paid yo' son to ask the people
Suck it like a vacuum cleaner
Strong dope pass the needle
Who gon' smoke pass the reefer
200 of 'em in the back of the Regal
And I need a lawyer I'm talkin' a paralegal
I just get the money I can't get mad at people
Tryin' to get the brand new bag everyday
Rich Homie!
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo' head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo' head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
A lot of rubber bands in the safe boy
I don't buy nothin' I'm dirt cheap
Red carpet fresh yeah all the time
Brown suit call a nigga Louis 13
No feelings can't let a bitch hurt me
Broke bitches are the only thing that hurt me
Get money lil' shit we don't trip 'bout
Talk cash money shit I got a big mouth
Stop savin' these hoes with a cape on
The stick got a snare and a bass drum
The TEC got my name on it Draymond
Money in the mattress every night 'cause I lay on it
Ballin' hard need a new court to play on
I can't fall off I'ma stay on
Big crib no more Section 8 homes
So many diamonds in the Patek, look like the fake gone
Paid yo' son to ask the people
Suck it like a vacuum cleaner
Strong dope pass the needle
Who gon' smoke pass the reefer
200 of 'em in the back of the Regal
And I need a lawyer I'm talkin' a paralegal
I just get the money I can't get mad at people
Tryin' to get the brand new bag everyday
Rich Homie!
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