Lyrics No Hook - Rich Homie Quan

I′m in this bihh puttin on like I'm supposed to be
Louie V leanin all over me
He got the painted car hub I got the golden key
Bitch I ball no dupree
Black Ray Bans on like I′m James Bond
Swear yo hoe was a ton of fun
One shot kill a nigga with the golden gun
Put a rich in the front just to know this quan

Got a L.A. pro
Who be goin dumb
Smoke till the kush
Overload my lungs
Dropped ten under there so the motor run.
Stupid cupid fool-train loosing
Dueces, coolin everythang exclusive
Old skool muthafukas sell em like a dooley

Most of you muthafukas really don't do it
Money my limit so I talk shit fluent-ly
And I'm clearer than you have ever been

And my bitch is a dime times ten
Speak french but I pay the hoe a yen
And now I′m out cause I just went in.

I′m a break em for the spit popper
Wear trues cause they fit proper can't spell like a witch doctor
If I get locked up button down on the same night cause I got big dollars

All the more on my wrist no tick tocker
5 star my bitch 5 star my clique got heat now chris bosh her
Yeah
I′m a supervise I'm bossed
Up I′m the reffere
I call shots
Sippin on my medication
I overdosed on them gucci shots
Speaking of shooters
I got another body
I'm the shit no tips
Like a port a potty
Hips wider than a field goal
And that ass dam
Shol′ pokin out
Love a bitch with a ass like Beyonce
Feeling like Jzy-Z in my gelonshay
That shit you say ain't nothin really
Teezy spend that in one day
My fronshway cost you 1K
Tell ha gun joke
Is a gun play
House party no kid in play
That's lil money that′s billy ray

Haha