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