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