(Verse 1: Young Thug)
What up RH Quan , What up GuWop baby
Oh My God Im Trippin’ , Oh My God Im Lazy
You’s a b**h n***a , Ima rich n***a
Make your wish n***a , Ima prince n***a
We ready for shootouts , We don’t dodge em n***a
Need about 15 bucks with this carbon n***a
Whole team eatin’ , We not starving n***a
Plus my b**h and car , It stay foreign n***a
Got a b**h from Magic City who wanna ride him
Gotta be loaded just to ride him (WASTED)
MC Hammer would love to ride him (Can’t Touch Me)
Trina Slip and Slide on it
Got burglar bars up on the spot woadie
No Dudes , We just want woadettes
Bought that b**h a 20 thousand dollar Rolex
Now when you see her in public , her ego on flex (can’t tell her nothin’)
(Hook: Young Thug)
Aye Quan (What it do) , What up round? (What you talkin’ bout thug)
She s** me sleep , She s** me sleep whenever she come in town
Baby girl that swoop , Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down
Plus she wanna f** me cause I order up the ones by the motherf**in’ pound
Plus just chase after the motherf**in’ paper , cha – cha – chasin’ after motherf**in paper
Let’s just chase after the motherf**in’ paper , cha – cha – chasin’ after motherf**in paper
We gone chase after the motherf**in’ paper , He gone chase after the motherf**in’ paper
She gone chase after the motherf**in’ paper , Real n***as chase after the motherf**in’ paper
(Verse 2: Gucci Mane)
Made myself a legend , Signed a bunch of legends
Made a half a million dollars, Bouldercrest and Gresham
If you a b**h then they gone disrespect you , You a lame them n***as gone press you
Got a pistol but that don’t impress me, I’m the n***a that k**ed your nephew
This right here a banger , I ain’t talkin’ bout no singer
Put A hole in a stranger cause’ Guwop Don’t Run From Danger
Gucci Mane ball like an athlete , n***a I might break your ankles
Someone call El Chapo , Tell him Guwop said I’m Thankful
Gucci Mane rock with vatos , Carbon 15’s I got those
Big buck shots I bust those , I leave a doughnut hole in your uncle
Told the plug send em n***a vamos , 150 bricks send pronto
Re-rocking squares in my condo and I don’t give a f** if my Ma know
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan)
I’m tired cause I been chasin’ after motherf**in paper
Givin’ all my n***as high 5’s , Gettin tired of ballin’ on em like the Lakers
And all the b**hes say I get around , like the equator
I can feel when a hater make a sound , Vibration
Im chasin’ Motherf**in paper , f** what a hater got to say ’bout me
I’m a real big dog , Won’t play bout me
I’m In the coupe , and it blue Go fast like __ and the engine in the back
And that b**h came with juice , She the Swoop She the Swoop , I been hit that