Ya Ya

[Rich Homie Quan:]
Wooh!
Lucci with me
Quan with me
Yeaah!
Ay man, we some young fly rich homies, ya dig that?
I'mma go get me a new chain, feel me, listen and say that

[Rich Homie Quan (YFN Lucci):]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga looking like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Pull up on a fuck nigga baby momma got a nigga feeling like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Offset rips on all my wood got me riding like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Two-seater, is that yo' baby momma with me
[YFN Lucci:]
Pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young niggas serving
Toting on me and the juice on me, man you know I'm riding dirty
Put the G Ali in the H-O-V can't be doing no swerving
Yeah can't be doing no swerving yeah

[Rich Homie Quan:]
I get that money for sure, money stacked up in the house off the shore
I was in Houston fucking with lil' Rob
Before all the stripping, before the galore
Before the galore I had millions and more
Before the tour I had been ran it up
Shaking and shivering when I went to court
Take it or give it but I want it all (I want it all)
I'mma take it all, she know I'm gon' do it (I want it all)
Tryna get me a hundred million before I go (I want it all)
Yeah I want it all
Rich homie baby!
Hold up, wait, stop it, hey!
I want it all like I never had it
Never had nothing don't do no bragging
Steal from me one time wrap him up and [?]
Then hold him for ransom, hold him for ransom
I fuck with Philly but I am the answer
Just in first class boy I'm eating bananas
Ooh, ooh, yea
[YFN Lucci:]
Ay Quan tell 'em what you got on you

[Rich Homie Quan (YFN Lucci):]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga looking like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Pull up on a fuck nigga baby momma got a nigga feeling like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Offset rips on all my wood got me riding like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Two-seater, is that yo' baby momma with me
[YFN Lucci:]
Pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young niggas serving
Toting on me and the juice on me, man you know I'm riding dirty
Put the G Ali in the H-O-V can't be doing no swerving
Yeah can't be doing no swerving yeah

[YFN Lucci:]
I put them bricks in the back
I get 'em going that's a fact
They know that I'm strapped
I wanna sip on some Act
When I pull up they say no he can go back
You know I pay cash, you know I got 2 on the dash
You know all these fuck niggas mad
You know I don't wanna hear nothing 'bout the shit that you had
And I don't wanna speak on the past, bitch you can't sleep in my pad
All of this ice on me, all of this ice on me bitch let's go eat us some karats
All of this money bring so many problems and I don't need no bitch nagging
And all of this money, man all of these problems
All problems we gon' be revolving, and if we revolving we gon' solve the problems
And I don't really be capping
The time to cap, bitch I'm 'bout to ask ya
When I pull up they gon' know ain't no asking
Pour up a four then we go and get active
It 4 in the morning, I'm up and I'm ready
Gotta get full off them muthafucking karats
I gotta have it I'm a muthafucking savage
Yeah yea

[Rich Homie Quan (YFN Lucci):]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga looking like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Pull up on a fuck nigga baby momma got a nigga feeling like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Offset rips on all my wood got me riding like
(Yeah yeah yea)
Two-seater, is that yo' baby momma with me
[YFN Lucci:]
Pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young niggas serving
Toting on me and the juice on me, man you know I'm riding dirty
Put the G Ali in the H-O-V can't be doing no swerving
Yeah can't be doing no swerving yeah