Takeoff - YRH lyrics

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Takeoff - YRH lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Chasing the cheese macaroni Keep the pocket rocket on me Hell naw we don't f** with no phonies You can tell yo' b**h we some young rich homies Young rich homies, young rich homies You can tell yo' b**h we some young rich homies Young rich homies, young rich homies You can tell broke n***a we some young rich homies [Bridge: Rich Homie Quan] Ok Now all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent We ain't even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin Im like all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent No Master P but we bout it Say all my n***as violent [Verse 1: Quavo] No Master P but I'm bout it, bout it Tell your b**h we the young rich homies Better slow your roll jabroni Run up on the block they shoot some Walking around with that that tommy gun Young n***as in the hood love the molly santan When they pop it , they'll chew it like some bubble gum Can't f** with the plug , that n***a be taxin So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson Got all these pocket rockets on my body Lookin like a young n***a got go go gadgets Look at yo b**h n' she ratchet Still beat the pot up like Ca**ius Make the work disappear like magic Hit the plug in China town, order up another package [Bridge: Rich Homie Quan] Ok Now all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent We ain't even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin Im like all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent No Master P but we bout it Say all my n***as violent [Hook: Quavo] Chasing the cheese macaroni Keep the pocket rocket on me Hell naw we don't f** with no phonies You can tell yo' b**h we some young rich homies Young rich homies, young rich homies You can tell yo' b**h we some young rich homies Young rich homies, young rich homies You can tell broke n***a we some young rich homies [Bridge: Rich Homie Quan] Ok Now all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent We ain't even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin Im like all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent No Master P but we bout it Say all my n***as violent [Verse 2: Offset] Young, rich and we ruthless Wipe me down, no Boosie Blue diamonds, no Tookie I got J's n***a, like Pookie I'm cookin whipping them dueces Steven Spielberg, make movies You smoking on that boatweed and we smoking on them cookies Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in them trenches Started off in them Honda Accords now Im riding in them Bentleys Yo b**h f** with a young n***a, Im dunking her like Timothy Them bullets just like Ritalin, make a n***a calm down instantly [Verse 3: Takeoff] Ask yo mama! Ask yo b**h! I grab the fork and I cook up a brick I grab the pint and I pour up 6 (I'm pouring it!) Actavis, I don't do quality (Lean) Lettuce and cabbage and broccoli (Cash!) I'm cooking up catfish, tilapia, (fishes!), and I got flounders Got yo b**h f**ing on camera (Smash!) Hell nah we don't f** wit no phonies And you can tell yo b**h we some young rich homies (yo b**h!!) Just left my j**eler, so much ice on my neck got pneumonia Guisepppe stepper, Christian Lubuiton's, and Maison Margiela (The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearing leather!) [Hook: Quavo] Chasing the cheese macaroni Keep the pocket rocket on me Hell naw we don't f** with no phonies You can tell yo' b**h we some young rich homies Young rich homies, young rich homies You can tell yo' b**h we some young rich homies Young rich homies, young rich homies You can tell broke n***a we some young rich homies [Bridge: Rich Homie Quan] Ok Now all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent We ain't even sign no deal yet, me and Migos we mobbin Im like all my n***as violent, all my n***as violent No Master P but we bout it Say all my n***as violent