Cash Money AP
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Turn my mic up, aye
Turn my mic up, huh
Rich Homie Quando Nigga

That right two, not that right three

The way I´m drippin´ all this sauce you would think I´m from Atlanta
I tell every interview I´m from the city of Savannah
Beatin´ like a kickstand, I got Drac all in my Fanta
These niggas know I´m hard to kill
I´m feelin´ like Tony Montana
Magic city on the Monday with the bags on the floor
Throw that ass in a circle, make your hands touch your toes
I might take her to the Memphis just to fuck wit´ Z-Bo
Invest my record, the money and the pounds of the kilos

I can tell that they flaky, I´m peepin´ through the peep hole
Hustlin´ hard on the daily to take care all my people
I know he know and she know them bands in my pocket
You don´t know the plug
You the middle man, not the socket
On every track I go insane, I´m takin´ of just like a rocket
She said she never heard of Quando, had to tell the lil´ ho stop it
´Round my neck I got a condo, Quando hit it, turn the topic
Hit the mall, fuck the tag, if I want I´ma cop it
Let´s go

Hardest young nigga but I´m feelin´ just like big Homie

And I can´t nowhere without it, no I gotta keep that stick on me
And you think I got the virus ´cause these flows, I go sick on ´em
I might break the internet when I drop this tape wit´ Rich Homie

Aye, I tell you what
I wanna hear everybody say this on the count of three
Aye, I say that right two not that right three-e-e

Steal from the rich, give to the poor
You know I´m strapped up wit´ that Glizzy
I´m just a youngin from the pole
See and I took over my city
My nigga Rich say I´m the goat

You might as well nickname me lil´ Billy
I know they hate the way I flow
But you got no choice but to feel me

Hottest young nigga so I gotta keep that Mac on me
I should´ve signed to Birdman ´cause I´m all about that cash money[?]
Say he gonna take something from Quando
Lil´ brother must be a [?]
All my shooters on bill, see off the lawyer, they gon´ blast

They like lil´ Quando what´s happenin´
I´m like whats crackin´ lil crip
These other niggas be cappin´
I´m like what´s crackin´ for real
And I don´t wanna sip that drink unless I´m cracking the seal

And if a nigga think ´bout jackin´ then I´m blastin´ my steel
Twelve can´t keep no track on me
They know I´m flippin´ in a wraith
22 gold, that´s on my teeth
See I just went to see the dentist
I go retarded on the track you can say that lil´ Quando mental
I know they hate the way I flow
But you got no choice but to feel me
Let´s go

Hardest young nigga but I´m feelin´ just like big Homie
And I can´t nowhere without, no I gotta keep that stick on me
And you think I got the virus ´cause these flows, I go sick on ´em

I might break the internet when I drop this tape wit´ Rich Homie