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