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Ayy QRN Rich Homie Quando nigga That right two, no that right three I'ma fuck 'em up with this one I'm kickin' shit in Givenchy, these ain't no Foamposites I know these niggas they envy but they ain't nobody My whole team fly like a private jet, ain't no copilot Say he don't know 'bout lil Quando, go ask your ho 'bout me Feds askin' me 'bout a shootin' but I don't know bout it I bought a house in Atlanta but still be in them projects I poured a deuce in the Fanta, lean out the water faucet I wrap my Glock 'round my bandana, I ain't with all that talkin' I got some charges that's pending, assaults that's aggravated First nigga blew in my city so they supposed to hate me I done made over a hundred grand, I ain't graduated I done did time in the can, came home, went back to the basics You can't hang around me 'cause you capped up You don't like me and I don't like you This young nigga with me strapped up If you move wrong he might shoot Rich Homie Quando, that's right two Drippin' sauce on 'em like Ragu Say you gettin' money, I got a bag too SongtexteThat's right two, nigga Too official with that pistol, I'm gon' shoot that Have some young niggas on your head just like a durag And I'm so crip, I take a shower with a blue rag And I can't walk up out my house without my blue flag He ain't really who he claim to be, lame to me Nigga really a game to me like Atari This young nigga who came with me, he geeked up off that molly I'm in Magic City with the racks out If I threw a party it's packed out Hit her from the back, pull her tracks out Young rich nigga in the crack house I was locked up but I'm back out And I'm on these niggas' neck I should get sponsored by Nike 'cause I'm all about a check They know I'm up next I figure that's why they hated on me This for all the bitches who traded on me This for my mama, she waited on me That brand new Rollie, I'm waitin' on it These diamonds 'round my neck, I swear I put that paper on it This big Glock forty, I can't wait to put a laser on it I might just go and buy a condo in Decatur homie I'm kickin' shit in Givenchy, these ain't no Foamposites I know these niggas they envy but they ain't nobody My whole team fly like a private jet, ain't no copilot Say he don't know 'bout lil Quando, go ask your ho 'bout me Feds askin' me 'bout a shootin' but I don't know bout it I bought a house in Atlanta but still be in them projects I poured a deuce in the Fanta, lean out the water faucet I wrap my Glock 'round my bandana, I ain't with all that talkin' I got some charges that's pending, assaults that's aggravated First nigga blew in my city so they supposed to hate me I done made over a hundred grand, I ain't graduated I done did time in the can, came home, went back to the basics Aus Songtexte Mania