[Intro: the cheese macaroni Keep the pocket on me Hell naw we don't with no phonies You can yo' bitch we some young rich homies Young homies, young rich homies You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich Young rich homies, young rich You can tell broke nigga we young rich homies
[Hook: Homie Quan] Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas We ain't even sign no deal yet , me & we mobbin Im like all my niggas violent, all my niggas No P but we bout it Say all my niggas
1: Quavo] No Master P but im it,bout it Tell Yo Bitch we the young rich homies slow yo roll jabroni Run up on the block shoot sumn Walking around that that tommy gun Young niggas in the love the molly satan they pop it , they'll chew it like some bubble gum Can't with the plug , that nigga be taxin So I had to make a mission the famous Jett Jackson Got all these rockets on my body 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 china town,order up another
[Hook: Homie Quan] Ok now all my violent, all my niggas violent We ain't even sign no yet , me & migos we mobbin I'm like all my niggas violent, all my niggas No P but we bout it Say all my violent
Quavo] Chasing the cheese Keep the rocket on me Hell naw we don't with no phonies You can tell yo' bitch we some young homies Young rich homies, young rich You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich Young rich homies, rich homies You can tell broke nigga we young rich homies
[Hook 1: Rich Homie Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my violent We ain't even sign no yet , me & migos we mobbin Im all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent No P but we bout it Say all my violent
[Verse 2: Young, and we ruthless Wipe me down, no diamonds, no Tookie I got J's nigga, Pookie I'm whipping them dueces Spielberg, make movies You smoking on that boatweed and we smoking on cookies Woke up in a mansion, but I went to in them trenches Started off in them Accords now Im riding in them Bentleys Yo bitch fuck with a young nigga, Im dunking her like Them bullets like Ritalin, make a nigga calm down instantly
[Verse 3: Ask yo mama! Ask yo bitch! I the fork and I cook up a brick I the pint and I pour up 6 (I'm pouring it!) Activis, I do Quality (Lean) Lettuce and and broccoli (Cash!) I'm cooking up catfish, tilapia, (fishes!), and I got Got yo fucking on camera (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 Margiela (The stove hot the block hot of the summer wearing leather!)