[Intro:] Hey Rich Homie baby What do my nigga I'm good Hey Quan, [?] What do, my nigga we good Let's go Ok, Ok
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan] 15 on me long way I got it (I do, I do) Walkin with it on me, see it poking out my pocket I was rolling in that Audi, how them folks know I got it I'm the socket in the plug, they watchin' for the drugs Yeah, we're callin' narcotics, narcotics, narcotics Callin' narcotics narcotics narcotics How dem folk kno I got it, no I got it, no I got it They plottin' and they watchin' We out here, we mobbin' And we sellin' narcotics
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] Drinks On me, Little 'ant rest in peace That's my nigga allen T, shooting dice behind the bleachers Blowin' loud like speakers Young nigga doin' whatever to get that pack on Ever since my nigga died, never be the same on Flat Shoals I find myself reminiscing (bout what?) Remember graduation Me you and Meat at Crucial we smoking, kickin' it Don't get my bitches in, toasting the riches come We live forever it's whatever my spirit lifting up Won't hear me givin' up, penthouse ain't big enough I got my top drop sack right semi tucked I don't give a fuck [?] Twelve and I see the cut Got 8 thousand plus 7 thousand and that equal what?...
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[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] Can't fold, new money, same ho I was bored with nothing to do, fuck with swoop, but I didn't know Now I'm coolin' like I'm roach She goin' do whatever I ask her I heard she like acting, made this movie on my camera I do shit but kno better Yeah, narcotics don't need her to prove it (what the hell you mean?) I love her so much cause she studied pharmaceutics I'm drug abusing That weed baby (that kush) It's your love I'm choosin' Know you need me baby
I'm bout it I'm bout it I'm bout it Better know it Goin bout it Talking business, hundred thousands, I'm a throw it No glasses on, I see what's up (RayBan homie) Your bitch ass owe me 10 bands plus 5 more that equal what
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