[Intro: the cheese macaroni Keep the pocket on me Hell naw we don't fuck no phonies You can tell yo' bitch we some young homies Young rich homies, young homies You can tell yo' bitch we some rich homies Young rich homies, rich homies You can tell broke nigga we some young rich
Rich Homie Quan] Ok Now all my violent, all my niggas violent We ain't even sign no deal yet , me & we mobbin Im like all my niggas violent, all my violent No Master P but we it Say all my violent
[Verse 1: No Master P but im it,bout it Tell Yo Bitch we the young rich homies slow yo roll jabroni Run up on the block they shoot Walking around with that that gun Young niggas in the hood love the satan they pop it , they'll chew it like some bubble gum Can't fuck with the , that nigga be taxin So I had to make a mission like the Jett Jackson Got all these pocket rockets on my Lookin like a young got go go gadgets Look at yo bitch n' she Still the pot up like Cassius Make the work disappear magic Hit the plug in china town,order up package
[Hook: Homie Quan] Ok now all my niggas violent, all my niggas We even sign no deal yet , me & migos we mobbin I'm like all my niggas violent, all my violent No Master P but we it Say all my violent
Quavo] Chasing the macaroni Keep the pocket on me Hell naw we don't fuck with no You can tell yo' bitch we some young homies Young homies, young rich homies You can yo' bitch we some young rich homies Young rich homies, rich homies You can tell broke nigga we some young homies
1: Rich Homie Quan] Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas We ain't even sign no yet , me & migos we mobbin Im like all my violent, all my niggas violent No Master P but we it Say all my violent
[Verse 2: Young, rich and we Wipe me down, no diamonds, no Tookie I got J's nigga, Pookie I'm cookin them dueces Spielberg, make movies You smoking on that boatweed and we on them cookies Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in trenches off in them Honda Accords now Im riding in them Bentleys Yo bitch fuck with a young nigga, Im dunking her like Them bullets just like Ritalin, a nigga calm down instantly
3: Takeoff] Ask yo mama! Ask yo bitch! I grab the fork and I up a brick I grab the pint and I pour up 6 (I'm it!) Activis, I don't do (Lean) and cabbage and broccoli (Cash!) I'm cooking up catfish, tilapia, (fishes!), and I got Got yo bitch on camera (Smash!) Hell nah we fuck wit no phonies and you can tell yo bitch we some young rich homies (yo bitch!!) Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck got Guisepppe stepper, Christian Lubuiton's, and Margiela (The stove hot the block hot of the summer wearing leather!)