[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
She got a cute little shape when she smile I see dimples
Don't wanna see you cry when I make you smile like tryna pimp ya
We contemplate each other like a frame and a picture
She say she want my last name not the middle
She wanna suck Rich Homie, fuck Rich Homie
I'm a real homie baby and get started real homie
Bitches love Rich Homie, n***as hate Rich Homie
I'm so rich homie, I'm gon' stay rich homie (for life)

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
My shirt rich homie
I pay myself in other words I work for Rich Homie
That bitch came in with you and yea she flirtin' with Rich Homie
N***as in different cliques wanna convert to Rich Homie
I'm so rich homie, baby
Fast lane racing goin' top speed
Top guard wind blowing, while she topping me
Glock cocked four shots [?] on police
Get knocked off and Imma lay low for bout a week
But back to the bitch I fell in love with
She held me down when I woke broke
Can't [?] above it
Don't tell my business to the public (never)
I love you girl, I know you love that
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]