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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
That´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