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